In that family-friendly Orlando tradition, the worst drop is clearly warned from the outside; gauge the 85-foot descent from behind the Thunder Falls Terrace restaurant, where river boats kick up quite a spray when they hit the water at 30mph. Before reaching that messy climax, boats embark on what’s meant to be a benign tour of the mythical dinosaur park from the movie, only to be bumped off course and run afoul of spitting raptors and an eye-poppingly realistic T. rex who lunges for the kill. The dino attack is shrewdly stage-managed; note how, in true Spielberg fashion, you see disquieting evidence of the hungry lizards (rustling bushes, gashes in sheet metal) before actually catching sight of one. There’s no logic as to which passengers will get drenched. In all honesty, you’re much more likely to get soaked standing on the terrace of the restaurant than you are inside the boat, but the trip down is enough to blow your hat off. There’s usually a delirious 12-year-old boy who stands in the splash zone for hours, giving himself a nigh-amphibious drenching.