I'm bored again and fancy typing something that isn't about Pontins and inane things like that for college, so lets have Bobbejaanland.
So by now, it was Monday and the final day of the trip. It really had come around so quickly. Our hotel for the previous evening was the same one in the Netherlands we stayed in on the Saturday night. I still say it was horrid and not a place I wish to return to.
Snoring Sue was loud again that night, but I somehow managed to sleep through the majority of it. That morning soon came and we were all up, assembled, car packed and slightly later than planned on our way to Belgium.
Our journey to the park was not a smooth one at all. I had told Sue to follow the signs for Antwerp and the directions also pointed in that general direction. But instead we fancied a return visit to Efteling and headed back that way. Realising we had gone the wrong way (we were going further north rather than going south) we turned off and tried to find the slip road to get back on the bloody motorway. Once that was located after trying to get down a cycle path, we were following the signs to Antwerp.
Into Belgium we went and with expert navigation from Jordan and some detours through some villages we finally started to see some signs for the park. During this time, I phoned the Car of Rah and was greeted with 'We're going to be late too, we'll see you there...'
The car park told us we were going to be rushed to get 7 coasters done in the time we had. We had a flight to catch and the Car of Rah; a ferry.
Once we eventually got to the park, we parked and right at the same time as the Car of Rah. Very lucky.
Nic had had no joy with the park on a discount. So we all coughed up €31 to get in. The queues for tickets were horrible. Finding one that moved, 4 of the guys got their own tickets, whilst I got 5. 1 for myself and 4 for the others that had chose the non moving queue. €155!
Once that was sorted, through the park gates and onto the park we went. Knowing to leave Typhoon until later, we headed for Jizz to hopefully guarantee a ride. It opened at 11, 15 minutes from the time at present.
With the group a little peckish and requiring a toilet break, headed a bit further up to a small place to eat.
A bit of pointing and really expensive food (more expensive than Toverland) later, we had all assembled, that is apart from Sue who done what only she can do best and faff an epic amount.
By now Jizz had opened, so we all jumped in the queue minus a Sue who was still waiting for food.
So Jizz, it didn't look very promising and it really wasn't. The first 'half' gave us a pretty decent spin and then it just went meh, block, meh, block, meh, brakes. Nothing special at all hence why it has suitably been renamed Jizz.
Sue had joined the queue for Jizz and so we moved onto King Kong so we weren't standing around getting cold. It was quite chilly that morning.
King Kong does look very impressive to watch with all the smoke, movement etc, but again, once on the ride it was nothing special. There were a few jolts as it tilted and that was about it.
Now with a Sue, we moved onto the next coaster. Evolution minus the R (half the signs had been changed, others hadn't). This was the final indoor coaster of the trip and the one unique thing about it is that it must have at least 30 individual cars making up one very long train. Only when the ride was in motion did you realise how long the bloody thing was.
Up we went and down we came again in a shorter piece of track than the lift. Nothing special again, though the epic trains were quite something.
Carrying on, the next coaster was Speedy Bob. A bog standard wild mouse and presented us with a queue of 10 minutes. Same as all the other rides so far, nothing special.
We had noticed the rapids that were at that point, closed.
On we went again, next up was Dream Catcher the invert over the lake. This had the longest queue of the day at about 20 minutes. Not worth even a walk on queue. The ride hurt, it was jolty, uncomfortable and just a lot of helixes put together to make a ride. Another +1
4 down, 3 to go and we were making excellent progress. The park is based around the lake which makes it nice and easy to track down rides as you can just carry on going round.
Next up was Oki Doki, the family coaster that packed a good little punch. The ride ops were really enthusiastic which is always nice and as already said by John, were highly interested in us being English!
Probably the best coaster there and that's saying something for the fact it's a family coaster.
Realising now that we had plenty of time and only 2 coasters left to ride, we took a bit of time to do some of the other rides. First up was the Log Flume in a shed. Gavin had recommended we try it out and I can see why. Great theming and decent drops that got you partly wet or if you were sat at the front; very wet.
Next we done the Powered mine train thing that interacted well with another log flume. Why does a park need two, one is quite sufficient? :?
The powered thing was happily walk on, me and Will had the front row and again it was just a +1 and nothing special. The ride op tried to get us to stay on for another lap, we'll pass thanks, 1 lap would've been enough, 2 was just excessive.
Whilst in the area, we done Bench: The Ride.
It's a shooty ride where there isn't any form of scoring system. The seats hurt your arse and really just a filler attraction. Like everything else, nothing to write home about.
Deciding that food sometime soon would be a good idea, we decided to get the last coaster done and dusted. Typhoon; the first Eurofighter.
It tried its **** hardest to kill the 9 of us. It did make some of the group black out. It did try to break me in half. Firstly, I was forced to whack my ear off the restraint making my earring fall out. I managed to hold onto it just as it was trying to fly out my ear.
And then the next thing was my watch. I'd got my work watch on and the clasp on it is not the best, but it had withstand everything that weekend, but Typhoon. Next thing I know, that was in my lap after having it forced off my wrist.
So Typhoon: OW, it's really intense too but that wouldn't have been a problem if it didn't hurt as much. Thankfully, the newer ones are so much better than that contraption.
Lunch was wanted, but we decided to do the spinny rides first. Making for the first two rides I'd sat out of all weekend. The frisbee was first. Looked promising but was apparently not.
The next thing was the awful contraption that is a Fly Away. Those who had done Alakazan at PI sensibly didn't ride. Leaving just a few to ride. I hated the thing at PI and this was going to be no better. Glad I say both this and the frisbee out!
Lunch was called. We tried one place and decided on going to another. More over expensive **** food was consumed before we got fed up and headed for the nearest ride.
This nearest ride happened to be the monorail which gives a fantastic tour of the car park! But does give some nice shots of some of the park.
As it progressed steadily around the car park, we noticed the Rapids had opened! Hurrah! We dived of the train at the stop nearest the rapids and headed over to them.
9 CFers + 1 boat can only mean one thing!
So into a 10 minute queue we went! For Sue's car it was to be our last ride. Anyway the 9 of us piled into the boat and away we went. Water instantly flooded the side bits. It's a shame that the wheel doesn't work as that would have been awesome. But there is still the whirlpool!
What happened, I honestly have no idea. I remember going down the whirlpool and then it becomes a blur of water! Those that had ridden before said that it is usually one person that gets spited by the water and in this case it was...
They were very good rapids though, tis a shame about the wheel, but they are still awesome.
So that was it for me as it was time to head to Eindhoven to catch our delightful carriage of Ryanair home! We had a quick look around the shop whilst Sue went to get a parking token.
Once that was done, it was time to go. Bobbejaan had been a let down. Everything was average or worse and they clearly need a signature attraction or something big and rides well to even attempt to entice me back there. Certainly not somewhere I'd go in a hurry again. Shame really, the rides looked like they could be promising.
The journey to the airport was smooth. We discussed coaster trips, AJ fell asleep and we finally got to here the last of the CDs!
We had a good 2 hr 30 wait for the flight home. Packed everything into one bag and we went straight through security. Nice and speedy for a change. The airport is pretty tiny and no running to gates was required this time.
Flight landed on time and soon enough we were boarding even after Sue's "We'll be waiting here another hour".
Plane left on time and we were on our way home. It had been a long but extremely fun weekend with some fantastic parks, amazing rides and people!
The flight was a bit turbulent due to the wind in both Europe and the UK. In less than an hour, we were down at Stansted and we went our separate ways.
Managed to jump on the 19:45 train from Stansted to Tottenham Hale. That surprised me as the flight landed at 19:30!
Quick tube journey and a 40 minute wait at Euston and I was finally on my last leg of the journey. Annoyingly, the train was late in New Street so I missed the early bus.
10 to Midnight, I clamber on the bus and finally walk through my front door at half midnight after one of the best weekends I'd had in a while!
Amazing!
And I'll leave you with a picture of our Skoda of not so joy...