Cedar Point

Stardate 65949.7 -  Few people enjoy roller coasters as much as my friends and myself. That is solid fact right there. So we set ourselves a course for Ohio to a spot practically in Lake Erie itself. Some call it the Mecca of Roller coasters and others just Cedar Point. Either way, we were in for a wild ride both in and out of the park.

We stopped in a saloon for lunch!

Snoopy!

Just to give you some mind blowing statistics about Cedar Point. It has about 16 roller coasters; one of which has won the best roller coaster in the USA for several years running. Our first roller coaster of the day was called, 'Top Thrill Dragster.' This mammoth of a coaster goes 120 mph and shoots you 420 feet in the air. The ride last about 20 seconds, but it melts your face off. We then ventured to other less intense roller coasters. One such was an old school wooden roller coaster called, 'Mean Streak.' It did have one mean streak to it. Wooden coasters are especially scary because you do not know when they could possibly break due... I don't know... rotting wood? We conquered a few kiddy rides until we got to the Millennium Force. This All Star hold its own and is the best roller coaster of all time. Although not as big as the Top Thrill Dragster, the Millennium Force drags you 310 feet into the air and then drops you at an 80 degree angle. Basically, a 90 degree drop means you fall perpendicular; a 80 degree drop means you drop perpendicular and back some. The ride was crazy sauce. I mean it has the same initials as the Millennium Falcon, so it has to be nuts.

We ended our adventure on a romantic carousel ride. It was full of lights and wonder! All in all, we had a great time at Cedar Point! I can't wait to go back next year and see the new ride they are opening up, and maybe get a Snoopy to take home!

View from inside the Carousel

Focus Foxies in Attendance: Rodney, Durete (whose pictures I stole), Tim, Danny, Erin, Justin, Rob, and Rachael (our awesome trip planner).

The Frosty Dog

Stardate 65949.2

17:06 - Living in a first world country, one rarely finds herself in the need for food and nowhere to go. I am not speaking of not being able to pick a place; I mean not having a place to go. Not many Focus Foxies get the opportunity, nay the privilege, of rolling down the streets near Cleveland's Airport. I assume this because I want to believe my audience does not patronize run down strip clubs in C-rated cities. I have to say that those streets are littered with houses of sequins and ill-repute. But I digress, we had to pick up someone on our way to Cedar Point. We could have confined ourselves to the airport parking lot, but we were hungry. Therefore, we ventured out into the scummy world of Cleveland to find sustenance.


About a mile away, we found one beacon of hope in the form of The Frosty Dog. The Frosty Dog was the only wholesome place in what I can only assume to be Hell's doorway. It was even considered a family establishment. Now the obvious specialties of The Frosty Dog were their hot dogs. As a small band of compadres, we sampled all kinds of hot dogs from plain to chili to mini corn dogs. Yours truly got the mini corn dogs, but that is to be expected.

What you would not have thought so obvious was their specialty was fried mac and cheese. It came so highly recommended that the woman in front of us explained that while she couldn't eat them, she made her daughter eat them. The logic seemed faulty as to why she did this, but she led us to believe that she could enjoy them through osmosis. She freely told us what to expect. "You know Kraft Mac N' Cheese? It tastes just like that, but fried." Lord, did that description not disappoint. Focus Foxies, if you can see in the picture, that is exactly what they did. They fried Kraft Mac N' Cheese. It tastes like what you would expect. Now the novelty for us DC folk came from why on earth would any one recommend these or feed them to their kids? We weren't sure, but we did make sure we did not leave town until we tried them.

I will have to say that if you are in the vicinity of the Cleveland Airport and hungry, I would go to The Frosty Dog. The hot dogs were great, and the prices were cheap. But do yourself a favor: don't try the fried mac and cheese.


Focus Foxies in attendance: Tim, Rob, and Danny the driver man