Courtney and I have been saying that we were gunna go to Coney Island for a couple months now. But everything possible has gotten in the way: weather, work, people telling us not to go, and laziness. But finally we put on our big girl panties and made the trip to Coney Island.
So after 3 trains and just over an hour later we arrived. And we fully expected a rundown roller coaster and a lame boardwalk. We were both thankful to be very incorrect.
We decided to eat on the boardwalk, which was great…until a person came flying at us. We realized that this was this terrible ride right behind where we were sitting. No wonder the bench was free!