I was scrolling down Facebook a few months ago and something bright caught my eye. I read the words “WORLD’S BIGGEST BOUNCE HOUSE” and my heart fluttered out of my chest. The Big Bounce America is a 10,000 SQUARE FEET inflatable bounce house (if you don’t think that’s a big deal…a typical bounce house is 100ft by 100ft) and it took me about .01 seconds to decide I was going.
I don’t know if you know this about me…but I love bounce houses. OH MY GOSH. They are the best. When we were in high school, there was a bounce house set up across from the school. We weren’t supposed to jump on it and there were signs telling us not to.
I’d be lying if I said we didn’t jump on it in the middle of the night (and occasionally during the day) ALL THE TIME.
One of my all-time favorite memories from high school took place on a Wednesday morning. I’m assuming this was over Christmas break because it was in the middle of the week.
My friends all met up at the shed (our designated basketball weight room) and watched two of our friends ATTEMPT to do the Gallon Challenge. IT WAS THE FUNNIEST THING I HAVE EVER SEEN. One of them had eaten donuts just before (which was a terrible idea but we didn’t hold it against her) and in the middle of throwing up, this actually happened:
M: *throws up*
M: *throws up*
R: “Wait…where are her donuts?”
M: *throws up*
R: *points at the ground* “THERE THEY ARE!”
After the Gallon Challenge, we snuck into the manhole (kids, don’t try this at home) and crawled through it. We got our flashlights and basically did the splits for a good 100 yards to avoid getting our shoes wet.
After we crawled out, we celebrated by hunching over and laying down for a really long time because none of us could feel our legs. Once we had (somewhat) recovered, we headed to the bounce house…a GIANT SLIDE and everything we ever wanted in a small town.
They replaced that bounce house with a new one and then eventually got rid of them altogether. It was the worst day of my life and I’m still not over it.
So when I say I love bounce houses, I mean it.
As soon as I learned THE WORLD’S BIGGEST BOUNCE HOUSE was traveling across America, I checked their website for tickets. Big Bounce America was coming to Houston, TX and I was going…and I DID! MY BEST FRIEND AND I WENT YESTERDAY AND IT WAS THE BEST DAY EVER, EVER, EVER, EVER!
They had it set up at Houston Sports Park and let me tell you…YOU HAVEN’T LIVED UNTIL YOU’VE JUMPED ON THE WORLD’S BIGGEST BOUNCE HOUSE! I’d be lying if I said I didn’t tear up the night before jumping while looking at the Big Bounce America website. THERE WERE ACTUAL TEARS IN MY EYES, PEOPLE. I WAS SO EXCITED.
HOW OFTEN DO YOU GET TO JUMP ON THE WORLD’S BIGGEST BOUNCE HOUSE!?!?!?
They most certainly lived up to the hype because my experience jumping on Big Bounce America was beyond my wildest dreams.
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You could honestly spend the entire day there if you wanted to. They have designated jump times for kids, families, and adults (16+) and tickets are first come, first served. We bought them online but they did have a few available to purchase at the event. It’s actually cheaper to buy them when you get there but, because there’s a limited amount, it may be safer to purchase them beforehand. It’s up to you!
We got there about an hour and a half early because, in addition to Big Bounce America, they have ALL SORTS of party games for families…and they’re FREE! They had a local party rental business bring a bounce house. IT WAS AN OBSTACLE COURSE AND YOU COULD RACE. I LOST TO RYLEA AND WILL AND A LITTLE KID.
IT’S FINE. I’M FINE.
All these little kids kept trying to CUT US in line but we’re obviously not about that life. We sent them to the back of the line where they belonged.
They also had badminton, cornhole, and HULA HOOPS galore. I can’t even remember the last time I hula hooped!?!? LIKE WHY AM I NOT HULA HOOPING EVERY DAY OF MY LIFE!?
Nonetheless, there were all these little kids hula hooping and then there was me and Rylea.
We weren’t sorry.
You pay to jump for an hour…which may not seem like much but you will feel like you’re dying 5 minutes into it. And I mean that in the best way possible.
I HAVE NEVER FELT SO OUT OF SHAPE IN MY ENTIRE LIFE…AND IT WAS AWESOME!!!!!
We got to line up about 15 minutes before our jump time (from 6-7:00). I WAS SO NERVOUS AND HONESTLY THOUGHT I WAS GOING TO THROW UP FROM EXCITEMENT. I HAD BEEN LOOKING FORWARD TO THIS FOR MONTHS.
When it was FINALLY time for use to enter, Rylea and I walked through the tunnel and IT LOOKED JUST LIKE CANDY LAND. The only things missing were Gramma Nut, Mr. Mint, Jolly, Gloppy, and Queen Frostine.
Big Bounce America put the State Fair of Texas to shame.
We both thought we were suffering from a heart attack 5 minutes in because there was SO MUCH JUMPING.
We played tag and threw miniature beach balls at each other. They had ANOTHER obstacle course on Big Bounce America AND THEY HAD BASKETBALL GOALS!!!!!!!!!!!!! THAT IS WHAT I WAS MOST EXCITED ABOUT!!!!!!!!!!!! I’M TEARING UP JUST THINKING ABOUT IT!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I tried to pull a Levi and dunk the basketball…but I still don’t have a vertical. Even on a bounce house. BONKERS, I KNOW.
It’s a running joke in my house that you can “barely slide a piece of paper under my feet” when I jump, BAHAHAHA.
IT IS WHAT IT IS, PEOPLE.
I’M OVER IT.
During one of my attempts to dunk it, a man snuck up behind Rylea and whispered, “I’m gonna go play some defense” (all the while I was completely clueless).
I began charging towards the basket.
SUDDENLY, OUT OF NOWHERE, A MAN APPEARS BETWEEN ME AND THE BASKET AND I START SCREAMING MY HEAD OFF BECAUSE A) HE SCARED ME HALF TO DEATH AND B) I COULDN’T STOP MY FORWARD MOTION AND WAS 3 INCHES AWAY FROM FLATTENING HIM OUT.
Believe me, that was one charge he didn’t wanna take.
See it below in slow motion.
You can watch my other dunking attempts on Facebook.
They had another smaller bounce house attached to the left side with a ball pit. There were also bench-like seating areas in there. 4-5 kids were sitting down with their backs against one of them and for whatever reason it didn’t register in my brain that these, too, were blow up. I plopped down on it only for it to move and cause everybody to fall backwards, BAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
I, once again, did my awkward “WOPE!!!!!” and said, “SORRRRYYYYYYYY.”
They all just looked at me.
They also had a blow up gorilla, dog, and sun! THE SUN WAS SO CUTE AND ADORABLE. This picture was taken from the backside of him but on the other side he was wearing sunglasses and had the biggest, most adorable smile on his face.
AND THEN THERE WERE THESE TWO GYMNASTS WHO RULED ALL THE LAND. I’m kidding. Kinda. They were seriously doing these tricks the entire time. Naturally, I asked if I could take a picture of them.
I MEAN…RYLEA AND I HAD TROUBLE STANDING (but really…Rylea plowed into someone and wiped them out, HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA) AND HERE THEY WERE PERFORMING THEATRICAL STUNTS.
Cirque du Soleil called.
They want their trapeze artists back.
There was a DJ smack dab in the middle of Big Bounce America. There were disco lights flashing red and green and blue and yellow and white and purple! And he would shoot confetti at us every once in a while.
We were partying like it was 1999.
There was no turning back.
THEY ALSO HAD ANOTHER SLIDE ATTACHED TO BIG BOUNCE AMERICA AND YOU COULD SLIDE DOWN INTO A BALL PIT. If you think I walked away with tushy burns, you’re not wrong.
Our legs were noodles. It’s been two days and I’m still sore. This was me at the very end (after serenading strangers with YMCA, duh).
Big Bounce America was and is 100% worth it.
I almost passed out 17 times. I’ve got battle wounds on my elbows and knees…and I would do it all again 100 times over.
I can’t remember the last time I had BOUNCE HOUSE BURNS on my body. I’m not even mad about it. I’m thankful…because for those 60 minutes, I got to be a kid.
I got to relive my childhood and let loose and laugh and play and be silly without a care in the world.
FORGET DISNEYLAND, BIG BOUNCE AMERICA IS THE *REAL* HAPPIEST PLACE ON EARTH.
Wayne Dyer once said,
“To be more childlike, you don’t have to give up being an adult. The fully integrated person is capable of being both an adult and a child simultaneously. Recapture the childlike feelings of wide-eyed excitement, spontaneous appreciation, cutting loose, and being full of awe and wonder at this magnificent universe.”
I don’t ever want to grow up.
I never want to stop looking at life through the eyes of a child.
Even though our chests were freezing cold, it felt like our throats were closing in, and our legs were spaghetti noodles, I HAVE NEVER FELT MORE ALIVE IN MY ENTIRE LIFE THAN I DID IN THAT 1 HOUR.
I’m obviously easily amused…and I’m not the least bit sorry. I believe in having fun and making time to laugh and be jolly. Being a kid at heart keeps you young.
Growing old is inevitable but growing up is a choice.
Choose to look at and experience life through the eyes of a child because life is too short to be stiff and serious and grumpy all the time.
DON’T BE AFRAID TO LET YOUR GUARD DOWN AND LIVE A LITTLE. Enjoy life. Take advantage of once in a lifetime opportunities.
People may judge you and call you crazy…but I’d much rather jump and bounce and slide through life screaming at the top of my lungs with both hands in the air than miss out on all the fun because I was too worried about what other people would think of me.
Thanks, Big Bounce America. I had the time of my life.GET POSTS VIA EMAIL