So, we managed to find a few empty bags of Pork Cracklins and headed for our wet wonderland.
“Ooh! Ooh!” I said. “I think I can see it!”
And there it was. Castle Waterhösen—forty acres of liquid fun.
“I can smell the chlorine and the funnel cakes already,” said Grampa.
After waiting in a ridiculously long line, we were let in to the park—except for Merle. There was a strict “No Cat” policy, which was a shame because Merle was dying to try out his new bathing suit.
First we posed for a photo with Mildred the Merpig, Castle Waterhösen’s beloved mascot.
They even printed the pic on a coffee mug for just $28.50.
We checked out the map of the park to figure out what to ride first.