What: Conquer the Thrill Hill
Where: 3rd St. South, St. Pete (just south of USF)
Must-Do? Says Who? The old Must-Do list (which suggests 34 mph). Too many drunk USF students to count. (Donât drink and drive).
Notable Quotable: âWeeeeeeeeeeeeee!â
At first the Thrill Hill was elusive. In a moment of late-night inspiration, we hopped into the car at midnight with a need for speedâbut we scrutinized the map and drove around and couldnât find the Thrill Hill anywhere. We returned home defeated and out of gas. I was in tears.
The next day we made use of the sunlight and a few tips from key sources. We found Jannus Landing and eventually USF. But then we were screwed up by the one-ways. And then we got our cardinal directions confused, despite having a compass in our car (I should start trusting that thing). The problem was that we didnât even know what we were looking forâevery time we went over a bump we wondered if that had been the Thrill Hill. What was this âThrill Hillâ anyway? We became paranoid. What if it was all a ruse and we were being had. What if the Thrill Hill was just like the âswimming poolâ on the fifth floor of my high schoolâthe one that every freshman learns about every year from the upperclassmen, until they realize (some of them only upon graduation) that the school only has four floors.