I love roller coasters, and there is no more interesting time in the psychoanalysis of a rider than the first hill. Some people are terrified, close their eyes, hide their head, cry -- you name it. Others become hyper aware, digesting every curve that's coming from their elevated viewpoint.
Typically I raise my hands and scream. There is nothing better than the anticipation of something you've been waiting to come for days, weeks, months.
The season is here in one day and eighteen hours. Throw your hands in the air; this is what we've been waiting on.