I grew up a relatively short distance from Williamsburg, Virginia. This meant that summertime often included trips to Busch Gardens. Being a thrill seeker, these trips have left some awesome lasting memories. As an adult, I still enjoy the thrills and now I get to share them with my kids. But, over time I stopped going as often. Eventually it became a thing for the kids to do with their dad. They would take off early in the morning and come back with pictures and souvenirs and I’d enjoy the stories they would tell me about riding the little Clydesdale horses, the tea cups, and whatever awesome new coasters have been added.