So, the first thing we went on was the THI3TEEN rollercoaster, of which none of us knew anything but Alex was tall enough to go on.
I've never been so scared and thrilled on a ride before. The worst bit about rollercoasters for me is the initial climb giving you all the time in the world to anticipate the stomach churning drop. That was bad enough, but once the ride came to a stop then the real thrill started with a load bang and then the whole thing dropped slightly - causing screams from everyone on board - then it really dropped. Shit the bed! How the hell did that happen, and - WTF - we're going very fast backwards.
Only after the ride did I read the bit saying it was the world's first vertical drop rollercoaster. Looking on the web the drop is 5M, and the combined thrill and fear factor has given rise to a new descriptor for this type of ride - a Psychoaster!
Alex loved it. We went on again towards the end of the day, though Alex wouldn't sit next to me in case I screamed like a little girl and cried. Even knowing what was coming it was still a surprise! Great ride, great day.