The first thing I’d like to say in this post is no, I’m not going to be writing about the *quote unquote…cough cough* end of the world here; I did it on Homewritten History. Today I want to talk about a recent trip I took to an amusement park.
I have to say that I am not a big fan of amusement parks. I do not enjoy riding on rollercoasters, because I have height-phobia…oh, it’s called acrophobia. Yeah, I have that, whatever it is. Anyway, this makes riding rollercoasters not exactly the most enjoyable thing to do, and I seriously dislike riding in the open at fast speeds. I mean, I can do it, but I don’t like it. I was once on the Space Mountain rollercoaster in Disneyland at Hong Kong and I pretty much hated every minute of it.
Anyway, my friends are either 1) ordinary (since it seems like most people LIKE rollercoasters…hard to understand isn’t it :p) or 2) thrill-junkies who love being spun and shook upside down 360 degrees in mid-air. I’ve been asked to go on trips to a local amusement park here in Bangkok a couple of times now, but I’ve always refused.
Now here comes the exciting part: I was recently asked again and I accepted. Yeah. Me, the hater of amusement parks, going with a bunch of rollercoaster junkies for a day. The trip’s schedule was basically to ride whatever rollercoaster stands in front of us. Great! Exciting! I’m thrilled! Oh damnit, how did I ever get myself here?
I arrived at the amusement park at about 40 minutes before 11 o’clock, the meeting time. I’d been to that park before, but it was five years ago and I don’t remember much about it. Soon my friends arrived, we bought the tickets and I went in.
The first rollercoaster: it was a small one and I actually recalled being on it before. Nothing scary then. Then we went to the second one. It’s called the ‘Viking’ because it looks like a ship, and what it does is it goes left and right, up and down. I’m no great describer of stuff, but trust me, it looked scary.
“Hey,” I asked a friend, “is this one scary?”
“No, not that much!” he said.
“Okay, fine then. I’ll go on.” I said. I got in the queue and then…as I waited for the people already on to finish, I wished I didn’t get in the line at all. “No, not that much!” Oh damn. Not that much. It was too high and it went too fast and it went on for too long. Oh god. Oh no. Can I jump out of the line now, please? No, that’d look stupid. I gritted my teeth and got on when it was time.
The great boat started swinging. Okay, this isn’t too bad, I thought to myself. I was wrong again. It started swinging higher and higher. I gritted my teeth and closed my eyes. Damn, friends, thank you so much for taking me on this thing. Apparently when I closed my eyes it wasn’t too bad, except for when I did open it and found myself staring down to the ground from high in the air. Amazingly I was still able to walk and function very properly after it was all over. 🙂
Next one: the ‘Skycoaster’. “This one isn’t scary at all“, my friends assured me. This one is the one where there’s no floor to the rollercoaster so your feet are dangling to the air. Well, the always-obedient Ken went on of course, and when it was all over…LESSON LEARNED. DON’T TRUST YOUR FRIENDS TOO MUCH WHILE ON AT THE AMUSEMENT PARK. It was seriously even worse than the Viking. The fact that there was no support to my feet was too much or something. Anyway, the fact that I was sitting next to a stranger didn’t help; usually I’d scream swear words to the air, but I didn’t want to do that while sitting next to a stranger (although the stranger did scream a couple of swears).
When I saw what they planned to go on next, it was an absolute no.
Overall it was a fun day, although if I’m asked out to this amusement park again I’m going to have to go through serious thinking. 😛 There was this nice little dangerous bit though: my friends were on a rollercoaster (of course) that I’d refused to go on, and the people waiting down saw one of the nails fall off as the rollercoaster stopped. If it fell off just a few moments before…