The buzz about the new roller coaster Fahrenheit at Hersheypark is worth the admission in and of itself. The twists, the turns ... the 97-degree negative drop. It's the kind of coaster that makes you scream but no sound escapes from your lips.
So..
My husband, one of my girlfriends and I braved the disgustingly humid Saturday, along with a few other hundreds of people. The product of the hot day? You had your standard butt sweat marks on the seats, the pay-through-your-nose water for $3, the bevy of people who should never, ever walk around in bathing suits, even if they're at The Boardwalk.
Might be just a bit of an exageration?
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