Carnival

On Saturday, Seppo and I headed over the local carnival. I love carnivals, nonsensically and nostalgically. I love the noise, the lights, the rides, the terrible games, the ripoff prices, the atrocious food, the dingy atmosphere, the whole package.

Pretty much anytime I see a carnival going on, I want to go. This is how the evening broke down for us:

9:00 PM: Pay $3 per person admission fee to get in, scope out the lay of the land.
9:10 PM Buy a ride ticket bundle
9:11 PM Get on the Ferris Wheel
One second later: Grip each others hands in sincere fear and tell each other what a terrible, ironic death it would be if we died one day before our one year anniversary. Tell each other we love each other because we are both sure we will not live to say it again.
9:15 PM Get off the Ferris Wheel, glad to be alive.
Ten seconds later: Get on the Himalaya.
Ten seconds later: Start to scream and laugh that this was the worst idea ever. Involuntarily head bang to the speed metal that they’ve chosen to accompany this ride every time we hit the two fake bumps in the track. I was pretty convinced that I’d get whiplash and snap my neck off.
9:20 PM: Get off the Himalaya, ears ringing, eyes bugging, laughing hysterically.
9:35 PM: Buy more tickets after scoping around to see how many more tickets we need in addition to what we already have so that we can ride one more ride together.
9:40 PM: Get on the Gravitron.
9:45 PM: Get off the Gravitron, convinced that it is the BEST. RIDE. EVAR. and wanting to puke.
Ten seconds later: Lean against tree, stumble over to a bench and sit, trying not to hurl.
9:47 PM: Buy cotton candy while Seppo still sits, trying not to hurl.
9:50 PM: Walk around a little. Realize that we are just not going to be functional for a while.
9:55 PM: Drive back from carnival.

The rest of the night was spent trying to recover from the Gravitron, i.e. trying not to puke.

All in all, a great night. 😀