I visited the site on Friday, before it began, to take some pictures.
When I was a much younger fellow I used to go to carnivals and fairs and ride all the rides.
No fear had I.
Except on one.
The Ferris Wheel!
When I'd be up at the top and the operator would stop it to let someone else on or off and my seat would rock gently back and forth, panic would set in and all I wanted to do was to get down and get off.
Probably just as well that I hadn't eaten one of those funnel cakes before I got on.
Life's first lesson on an unjust world; when your girl friend runs off with a carney.
ReplyDeleteI wouldn't get on any ride today! ;-)
ReplyDeleteI was scared of the ferris wheel also until a cute young thing wanted me to go with her and hold her hand many a year ago.
ReplyDeleteI loved the Ferris Wheel. It was also my mom's favorite, though Dad, like you, did not care for it.
ReplyDeleteI liked it even more in high school when my girl friend would scoot closer when they stopped it while we were at the top.
I used to be fine with the Ferris Wheel. Then I rode with my 3-years-older girl cousin. We were delayed for about 5 minutes on the over-the-top-going-down side, for a minor (!) repair. She thought it great fun to rock that seat. Me, not so much.
ReplyDeleteI suspect you may not have taken to the ski slopes in your days in ND, Indiana and Arizona. Those lift chairs can be quite an adventure especially when you're up on a windy day. That's the reason the Beaner stopped downhilling and only does cross country now.
ReplyDeletetinnier, I know exactly what you mean. I took one of those things at the San Diego Zoo once and even though it was slow and easy, it scared the crap out of me. (And, by the way, you might want to check your spelling. If you hadn't mentioned Beaner I never would have known who "tinnier" was, Timmer.)
ReplyDeleteYou got some great photos here. Seeing this made me think of the book I just started reading last night. The opening chapter takes place at a fair like this in July in Phoenix. The author graduated from ASU but obviously she went somewhere else over the summer or she would know that we don't have outdoor fairs when the temps exceed 110.
ReplyDeleteI'm reminded of the fall fairs in the towns near where I grew up. Haven't been back to one of them since I was a teen.
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