This was one of the highlights of my vacation. I did one of these bungee rides in Daytona a couple years ago..the kid that did it with me pissed himself. It was a great rush. So to see it in Ocean City this year, I was syked to go again. This time hubby manned up and did the bungee rocket with me. But this time...we went at night. There is nothing like being shot up in the air by a bungee going a gazillion miles an hour, in the pitch black of night. You never know which way you are going....but one thing remains constant....the words "Oh Shit!" repetitively pour from your quivering lips! When the big ole hamster ball finally stops going towards the stars.. you flip around to see the little ants we call people staring up at you in awe and for a second you seem suspended until the little ants become larger as you plummet face forward towards a cold black asphalt surface. The smells of popcorn and cotton candy make you a little queasy and the sounds of terror coming from your mother watching below with your two year old in tow are enough to make you crap yourself. But ALAS, the fun is shortly over and your adrenaline is racing through your veins..then you hear the attendent say "wanna go again half price?" HELL YEAH LET'S GO!!...but to my dismay, hubby lost his balls somewhere between heaven and earth! He left the ride crying that his 28 year OLD heart just couldn't take it! Geesh...!
Tuesday, September 12, 2006
Twisting Turning Round and Round!
This was one of the highlights of my vacation. I did one of these bungee rides in Daytona a couple years ago..the kid that did it with me pissed himself. It was a great rush. So to see it in Ocean City this year, I was syked to go again. This time hubby manned up and did the bungee rocket with me. But this time...we went at night. There is nothing like being shot up in the air by a bungee going a gazillion miles an hour, in the pitch black of night. You never know which way you are going....but one thing remains constant....the words "Oh Shit!" repetitively pour from your quivering lips! When the big ole hamster ball finally stops going towards the stars.. you flip around to see the little ants we call people staring up at you in awe and for a second you seem suspended until the little ants become larger as you plummet face forward towards a cold black asphalt surface. The smells of popcorn and cotton candy make you a little queasy and the sounds of terror coming from your mother watching below with your two year old in tow are enough to make you crap yourself. But ALAS, the fun is shortly over and your adrenaline is racing through your veins..then you hear the attendent say "wanna go again half price?" HELL YEAH LET'S GO!!...but to my dismay, hubby lost his balls somewhere between heaven and earth! He left the ride crying that his 28 year OLD heart just couldn't take it! Geesh...!
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4 comments:
It sounds like you had fun!!
I'd go with you again....what is it about getting scared that is such a turn on?
I read your dreams at my place...yick. I can understand how they would upset you.
Oh...we all have sorted pasts...LOL
I'm confused...in Daytona, what was a great rush - doing the bungee ride, or the kid pissing himself?
Just kidding.
That's a great post. Sounds like a lot of fun.
Oh RWA you know me...it was the kid pissing himself!!!
Nic.. the turn on about thrill rides is the constant jerking around, the great plunge, the not knowing what comes next, the up and down, round and round, the screaming, panting and sweating! Come on now....!!!!
"...the turn on about thrill rides is the constant jerking around, the great plunge, the not knowing what comes next, the up and down, round and round, the screaming, panting and sweating!"
Sheesh, you description of a "thrill ride" sounds like something else...
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