I meant to post on Thursday, but things kind of got away from me. Last week was fall break, so Jesse and I didn't have school on Monday and Tuesday. We had a pretty lazy weekend. We did some cleaning, I got one homework assignment done (yes, just one), and we cooked a large batch of chili.
On Monday evening, we went down to Roca, NE with my new friend and office mate, Ursula. We met our friends Dene' and Paul there, and together we experienced the Roca Scary Farm.
The "scary" stuff didn't start until the sun set, so first we walked around a bit and stopped in some of the haunted houses on site. We didn't go in the circus haunted house, because I didn't want to see any creepy clowns, but we did stop to take this photo:
There was also a high schooler dressed as a clown that ran passed us howling, "Mr. Milspaughhhhhh!" One of Jesse's students, apparently.
We decided to first tackle the scarier of the two attractions, The Pyschopath. We waited and waited as the line began to form behind us. I kept saying, "Alright... It's dark enough now!" but they waited until the sun was completely gone to open the gates. But this fun-loving guy kept us company as we waited:
The Pyschopath, as you can imagine, is a scary path through the woods. It began with a walk across a long bridge, so you felt like you were being transported to this other place. There were many dark corners for people to hide in and jump out at you. There were also shacks positioned on the path for us to walk through. Of course there was a circus themed one, since I was attempting to avoid anything circus themed. The path also housed the brother of the dragon pictured above.
Dene' hid behind Paul the entire time, and Ursula and I had steadfast Jesse to watch over us. Ursula also gripped my hand most of the time. I wasn't too scared for most of the path, but I let myself get into the fun of it and was nervous and scream-y. One shack really got to me though. It was a sort of meat locker area with body bags hanging from the ceiling. One of the workers ran through the room and the body bags started swinging and hitting me. I was screaming in my head "Get me out of here!"
The absolute best part of the path was right at the beginning. We were making our way deeper and deeper into the woods, and all of a sudden a dark figure appeared before us. In a low, creepy voice he rattled, "Aaaaammmmyyyyy." I flipped. "He just said my name. How did he know my name???" I found out a couple days later that it was one of my current German 101 students, Jacob. Nice work, Jacob.
Finally, we were safe and sound outside the path. We grabbed a little something to eat. Jesse and I introduced Ursula to funnel cake, and we also ordered a couple nice, hot drinks to sooth our nerves. Then we got in line for the haunted hay rack ride. We waited for a while, so we had some time to chat and just hang out.
The hay rack ride was not nearly as bad as The Pyschopath, but it was interesting and surprising that the workers jumped up on the hay rack and went down the aisle to scare people. There were some who yelled and tried to make you jump, but there were others who tried to stare you down with dead eyes, which was sometimes even more affective. And of course, there was the traditional chainsaw guy. Ursula was holding my hand so hard, and every time someone jumped out at the hay rack, I could feel her entire body shutter. Poor girl!
All in all, it was a really fun night. I'm glad I had the idea to go down to Roca. It was fun hanging out with friends and introducing Ursula, who is from Germany, to Halloween. She later said that she had a good time, even though she was a bit scared. She also said that she has had this experience once now, and she doesn't have to do it again.
Here are a couple pictures of our group. (Sorry, Dene', you somehow ended up blurry in both of the pictures!)
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That's Dene' and Paul, Ursula in the back, and Jesse being scared. |