I've mentioned elsewhere that I do not do walkthrough haunted houses, mostly because of the actors getting too close-but-not-touching and GAAH. I did go to one last year, but I was fine with that because 1. it was a Boy Scout fundraiser and 2. I went with my little brother and his girlfriend, and he knows half of the kids in that troop, so they were too busy torturing him :P
Oh, and the cemetery pics were pretty! I'd love to visit New Orleans one day. You know, when I have money and time.
I think there is definitely something to be said for knowing more about the people running the show. The one I went to when I was young was run by the New Orleans sheriff, and was therefore full of policemen and other workers and I think that helps a little. Unfortunately ever since that sheriff left they don't do that one anymore. We saw a sign for one run by a local fire department that day, and now I'm thinking that maybe we should have gone to that one instead. :)
Yeah. The OTHER haunted house that I went through when I was seventeen was a professional one- there used to be this Fright Nights thing downtown, so there'd be like five different productions in one big area- and I was fine in the animatronic rooms, but once the actors showed up NOPE. NOPE NOPE. It also didn't help that I kept getting shuffled toward the back where people would be stalking me.
There's also the time my mom tried to take me through a house called the Haunted School. When I was eight. I made it as far as the end of the line and saw a guy with a chainsaw, freaked out and begged her to take me home. She also conveniently forgot that I had been terrified of the Haunted Mansion when we went to Disney the year before. (Explains so much about my relationship with her.)
+JMJ+
ReplyDelete"Try not to be distracted by the adorable cat . . ." You're kidding, right? LOL!!!
I actually had to switch to another tab and pretend this was just a podcast. =P
And now I know how to pronounce "beignets"! (One day I will have to visit New Orleans.)
I kept distracting myself with Logan the whole time, I'm half convinced that comment was directed at me as much as anyone.
DeleteNew Orleans is a great place to visit, I am definitely gonna have to go back.
He is fantastic at distracting, as you know from some of my previous videos. :)
DeleteYou have a willing tour guide if you ever make it here!
Aww, kitties!
ReplyDeleteI've mentioned elsewhere that I do not do walkthrough haunted houses, mostly because of the actors getting too close-but-not-touching and GAAH. I did go to one last year, but I was fine with that because 1. it was a Boy Scout fundraiser and 2. I went with my little brother and his girlfriend, and he knows half of the kids in that troop, so they were too busy torturing him :P
Oh, and the cemetery pics were pretty! I'd love to visit New Orleans one day. You know, when I have money and time.
I think there is definitely something to be said for knowing more about the people running the show. The one I went to when I was young was run by the New Orleans sheriff, and was therefore full of policemen and other workers and I think that helps a little. Unfortunately ever since that sheriff left they don't do that one anymore. We saw a sign for one run by a local fire department that day, and now I'm thinking that maybe we should have gone to that one instead. :)
DeleteYeah. The OTHER haunted house that I went through when I was seventeen was a professional one- there used to be this Fright Nights thing downtown, so there'd be like five different productions in one big area- and I was fine in the animatronic rooms, but once the actors showed up NOPE. NOPE NOPE. It also didn't help that I kept getting shuffled toward the back where people would be stalking me.
DeleteThere's also the time my mom tried to take me through a house called the Haunted School. When I was eight. I made it as far as the end of the line and saw a guy with a chainsaw, freaked out and begged her to take me home. She also conveniently forgot that I had been terrified of the Haunted Mansion when we went to Disney the year before. (Explains so much about my relationship with her.)