Yes, Bowie, Maryland is really freaking far - or it's actually relatively close, but not Metro accessible, which is LIKE being really freaking far. I had to trek out there today, though, & while I complained heartily about the distance, all was forgiven when I got to partake in an activity one typically only finds in the suburbs - jumping on a trampoline!
I wasn't allowed on my friend Julie's trampoline when I was younger - primarily because they're dangerous, but also because their dangerousness was compounded by the fact that Julie lived on a steep hill that led directly into the Cuyahoga River. I'm fairly ungraceful, and gravity wouldn't have been good to me if I'd fallen. Today's trampoline seemed relatively safe, though (note mesh netting & flat terrain), & the friends who joined me on it seemed relatively cautious/paranoid like me, so I indulged.
Verdict? I WANT TO BE ON A TRAMPOLINE ALL THE TIME.
Unfortunately, I doubt my downstairs neighbors would be very happy with me or with the state of their ceiling if I bought myself a mini trampoline to bop around on while I watch very important TV shows such as "The Suite Life of Zack and Cody."
Yes, I just publicly admitted that.
And yes, I'm approximately 12 years old.