Believe it or not, it was my first time in Enchanted Kingdom. I have this deep fright in all the rides and stuff in amusement parks rooting from an experience in Star City back when I was a kid that's why it took me this long to finally step inside that kind of place. I was about 7 or 8 then when my uncle, cousins and I went to Star City. Even as a kid, I lack the
extreme adventure inclination. When my cousins pushed me and tried the Wild River with them, I was shocked to see that there was no seat-belt or anything that would keep us from our seats. I can't back out then so I rode the log up the rails. The feeling of gravity pulling me, as I try to keep an almost lying position, the moment the log from the highest peak of that ride splashed down almost made me jump. Luckily I didn't. Afte
r that, I promised myself not to return on any amusement parks. You might find it shallow but really, the charisma of amusement parks never worked on me.


So, there. My promise to myself was broken. That's the history why I declined all of my friends who invited me over the years to join them in either Star City or Enchanted Kingdom. But last 18th of April, my friends in our nationwide organization invited me and really wouldn't take no for an answer. Until before I get in the car, I'm having second thoughts.
Arrived in Enchanted Kingdom mid-afternoon, we first took the Rio Grande. It wasn't frightening at all. The only thing is, we're SOAKING WET! Then, we tried the Fl


I can say that I've enjoyed my off-guard experience at Enchanted Kingdom, of course, with big credits to the people I was with, Kuya AC, Ate Lucille, Pat and John. Though I don't promise I will come back, at least the memory it left me is something to be cherished.