I am letting out one of my secrets.... I have a fear for roller coaster rides... :).. Whenever my friends call me out to Six Flags, I give one excuse or the other and miss the trip. But last Saturday was the D-day and my first roller coaster ride came not in Six Flags but in 605-S on our trip to Artesia to buy things for our Sunday night party. Bharathi who had got her license (2nd attempt) the last Friday rented out a car along with our second Chauffeur, Pramod (the first being Kalyan) and we all motivated her to drive from our place to Artesia.. The beginning of the trip was fine but once she entered the freeway all HELL BROKE LOOSE....Myself and Vijay were teasing Madhu for being extremely tensed and afraid but as a matter of fact I was terrified. The way she changed the lanes, braked and not to forget when she took an exit @ 65mph and moved from the inner most lane to the outer lane almost made my heart skip a beat... In the end we successfully (safely) reached our destination (Thanks to my daily morning prayers) and found out Bharathi herself was very terrified.... After a couple of hours of groceries shopping and dinner, Pramod dropped a bomb by asking Bharathi to drive back again. We were saved from another eventful drive :) by Bharathi who excused herself. On a lighter note I am looking for a trip to Six Flags now... :)
