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Rollercoasters....

I think you either love them or hate them.

I do both it seems. I love the experience of being on one.. so I can blog about it (and lets face it it more fun than being stood on the ground holding the coats). But I don't actually like the experience of being on one.

Like that long wind up that gives you a good view which is OK, but is slightly ruined by the thought that you are about to be hurled sideways at great speed. You kind of know its safe but it doesn't help when you are left teetering on the brink of a massive drop and you can't do anything about it!

Then there's the end bit when it starts to calm down and you think that you might possibly enjoy it and then you get ready to get off- and then it goes round again!

I guess its about lack of control- or not wanting to be sick in an undignified manner. Or just that coat holding is an honourable task in and of itself...


ahhh.. if only this post were really about Alton Towers!

Comments

Ellen Loudon said…
what is it all about then...alfie?
9:27 pm
Michael said…
Coat holding is vastly under appreciated, Jude, but may your life never lack someone to hold your coat.
4:10 pm
Anonymous said…
Really? The hurling, lurching and dropping are the best bits. I get really bored on the slow climb.
3:57 pm
Jude said…
Ironically me too... the slow climb is where all the fear builds up!!!
7:57 am
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