The last few weeks have been building up to the point that peaked over last weekend. Like the uphill chained climb of a rollercoaster car, it clanged along at it's incline at a snails pace. At the ascent, the heights were prolific and magical and definitely stomach-drop inducing.
As the descent that follows all ascents began, I found myself gripping the safety bar with all my might. Crying hysterically at times, screaming at others. Often feeling as though I was about to lose my lunch. Occasional plateaus made things feel stagnant, as if no progress or regress was happening. And I hate being at a stand still!
As soon as one hurdle, one mountain, one ascent had been descended and my feet, while feeling a lot like jell-o without a mold, it seemed as if I was in the train of yet ANOTHER rollercoast - this time one I had been on just weeks previous. This one is a rather...short coaster compared the the other. This one reminds me a lot of one of my favorites at Hershey Park - The Sidewinder. It pulls you backwards until you're practically vertical in your seat, drops you as fast as possible, hurls you through a straight-away, turns you upside down and sideways through a loop until you are parallel to the first vertical pull, only this time you're about to go backwards. The coaster drops you and you follow the same upside down side turn until you reach the station again.
Sounds crazy right?
Well, that's pretty much what the last 12-20 hours have been. The Sidewinder. Let's just say that as an amusement park rollercoaster, it's fantastic. As an emotional one, not so much.
I'd like to get my feet firmly on the ground again please. And not wobbly either!
2 comments:
I feel nauseous just READING that.
I definitely agree...real roller-coasters are infinitely more enjoyable.
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