Scream if you Wanna go Faster

Fun fatigue. Coaster lag. Park paranoia. Call it what you will, but I think I hit the wall today. 

Long drive to Busch Gardens, hot as hell wander for a bit then a couple of hours of storms that as good as shut the whole place down and forced to to hole up in dingy fast food outlet. African themed (except the Australian/Asian bit), couple of good roller coaster rides and the animals were mostly a pleasant distraction. Even less convinced these locations are best for some of the poor beasts though. Watched a gorgeous white Bengal Tiger pace back and forward the same twenty yards over and over  and over like some extra from One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest, then listened to some of the inmates, that were just settling down for the night, go wild during the 10 minute firework show going off on the edge of the Serengeti. Maybe they get used to this, but not sure they should.

Following solid red tail lights home as three lanes of solid whites stream past in the other direction over the central reservation for over 50 miles has done me in, totally busched now and looking forward to some serious chill time in the morning.