I found a slide that was nothing short of insane. It was very long, and without sunlight it was impossible to know which direction each twist and turn would take you. I was instantly in love and went on it several times. Unfortunately, this didn’t end so well. While walking safely (read: running) up the stairs to the slide, I slipped and slammed my foot into one of the steps. It hurt like hell and I bellowed several choice words. But I kept on climbing the stairs, now with a limp. I got to the top and promptly slid down, but the fun was lost in the throbbing that was my injured foot. I got out of the water, and to my horror discovered a bloody mess where my toenail used to be. I hobbled to an attendant, who took one look at my bloody stump and rushed off to find first aid. He returned with several Band-Aids and a spray bottle.