The true benefit of the day was the realization that I am not a roller coaster girl. Since I spend so much of my life terrified about normal things, I don't need to pay someone to frighten me.
We rode the "wussy" coaster Ninja first. I opted out of the next one, the Deja Vu. We waited in line for the Riddler coaster, but when Taylor and Matt were happily strapping me in I lost my composure (to put it mildly) at the thought of being restrained and scurried off the ride. :/
Matt made me promise to go on the next one, so I did. Frankly, I was so terrified that I started welling up in tears at the thought of having to go through with it. Unfortunately, when we got into the cars, I was unable to make the same hasty and frightened retreat as I had from the Riddler. My eyes were shut the entire time, aside from periodic peeking. A 250 foot drop followed by exciting speeds of up to 85 miles per hour. Whee.
My favorite ride of the day was the very last one. We went to dinner and then stopped by the Brookstone shop where Faith and I sat in the massage chairs. Those are just my speed.