Even at 19, I still believe in Santa and the Easter Bunny. Heck, I've even had my picture made with him. So, we head up to the Roaring Railroad for a train ride and easter egg hunt. While I didn't get too much candy on account of my fear of being trampled, it was still a good time for all (well, me).

After the Easter Bunny left me a decent stash of candy and water toys, I opted to try on the goggles.	Soon after, up to Roaring Camp Railroad in Felton, CA for a train ride 'n egg hunt.	No one mentioned an age limit to the egg hunt, though -- and at 19, it's going to be tough to look 12...
... fortunately, I found a loophole in the rules -- a poorly guarded gap in the fence. So I snuck in.	Fire truck basket in wing (a gift from the guys at the fire station), and I was in to search for goodies.	I didn't find much, though -- the melee of 9-12 year-olds was a bit much to handle. Drag.