John and I took Misty, my sister-in-law who has been here almost a week now, to Knott's Berry Farm. Knott's is one of the few LA attractions John and I hadn't already seen, so it was nice to do something new with Misty. And it's a pretty good amusement park. The quality of the rides is about the same as in Six Flags Over Georgia (the only Six Flags I've ever been to, I think), but the atmosphere was nicer. Not quite Disney nice, but nice. There are a lot of roller coasters there, so I screamed a lot today. The lines were practically nonexistent, too, so that was cool.

There was a ride in the "Fiesta Village" section called "La Revolución" And they woudn't let me ride it...because the restraint wouldn't come down over my breasts enough. Seriously. People bigger than me in ever other way had no problems whatsoever.

Apparently the revolution will be fought by the flat-chested? No! The other half (or whatever portion we are) will rise up and demand fair treatment! Vive la revolución de los pechos grandes!

Labels: disney., travel/tourism.

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