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There is nothing quite like spending an afternoon at the “waterpark on the other side of the tracks”, where the kid mohawks, dirty water, and the nine-month-pregnant tattooed bellies were in full force.
But no matter the surroundings, Scout, Navy and the cousins had the best time.
And did I mention that the entrance was free?
(Hence the reason we weren’t in Provo at the rad Seven Peaks.)