Our Family’s Last Stop Before College Drop-Off Was the One Place I Swore I’d Never Go: A Giant Roller Coaster Park

Years ago, when our daughter went to sleep-away camp for the first time, I was wildly overwhelmed by the packing list. Ordering the regulation t-shirts, following the luggage requirements, tracking down the requisite water bottles and shin guards, counting out precise numbers of socks and underwear, suffering the torment of what three sets of “casual clothes” even meant. That Spring was a flurry of checking and rewriting lists and making trips to Target and staying up into the wee hours of sever...