Pittsburgh wouldn't be Pittsburgh without Kennywood. This night might have been one of my favorites of the Summer. It was mid-week, the night before July 4th. I was among some of the most special friends in the whole wide world, running around the park like little kids.
I love you, funnel cakes, rainy seats, potato patch fries, short cut lines, fireworks, and lots of screaming.
So long, sweet summer.
Thanks for the photos, JM! They will have me grinning until next time.