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That time, when you go to a place, and it has a thing, and your daughter is very afraid of heights, and you have a vertigo issue, but she convinces you that you...
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That time, when you go to a place, and it has a thing, and your daughter is very afraid of heights, and you have a vertigo issue, but she convinces you that you have to go on that thing, because "we're here, and it's here, and you can't come here and not go on that thing, seriously, Mum. We have to conquer our fear." Riiiiight. Okie dokie pokie.
So you buy the tickets, and you stand in line, and the pod is coming for you, and it doesn't even stop, you have to jump onto it, at the 6 o'clock point, while it's moving, and then the door closes and they lock you in, and there's nothing you can do about it. And you're going up, and up and up, and then it stops at 3 o'clock, who knows why?? So fearless idiots can press themselves against the window and look out? And it stops there forEVER, or so it seems, and the child, who wants to conquer her fears (and yours) is gripping & pinching your arm so hard, you figure you'll never be able to take another photo, for the rest of your life, because your arm is going to be severed..... and kind people are offering that certain someone, who is hyperventilating, some water, and stuff, and being comforting. Meanwhile, 15 min. from take off (which seems more like 15 hrs), it stops again at 12:00 - FOR EVEN LONGER THAN FOREVER. And when it starts down again, and my vertigo is kicking in, the hyperventilating child is miraculously cured, and walking about taking photos and selfies, and all happy, because the pod is going down. FINALLY. OH happy day.
Some of the conversation that took place, while on the pod of doom:
"What were we thinking?"
"Why are we doing this?"
"Mum, should I push the emergency button?"
"Are we moving? Why aren't we moving?"
"Are we moving, yet?" (this is even worse than when they are kids asking *are we there, yet?*, because we weren't moving, and how do you say, "no, we're not moving, and it's been a few days now, so I don't know what's wrong.") ????
"There's a man leaning against the door and it says not to lean against the door. ffs"
Ya, that was the longest 31 minutes of my life. And miraculously we survived, and had an ice cream, for a reward. ;) Yes, that's the photo of *the thing*, please note how much higher it is than the surrounding buildings.
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So you buy the tickets, and you stand in line, and the pod is coming for you, and it doesn't even stop, you have to jump onto it, at the 6 o'clock point, while it's moving, and then the door closes and they lock you in, and there's nothing you can do about it. And you're going up, and up and up, and then it stops at 3 o'clock, who knows why?? So fearless idiots can press themselves against the window and look out? And it stops there forEVER, or so it seems, and the child, who wants to conquer her fears (and yours) is gripping & pinching your arm so hard, you figure you'll never be able to take another photo, for the rest of your life, because your arm is going to be severed..... and kind people are offering that certain someone, who is hyperventilating, some water, and stuff, and being comforting. Meanwhile, 15 min. from take off (which seems more like 15 hrs), it stops again at 12:00 - FOR EVEN LONGER THAN FOREVER. And when it starts down again, and my vertigo is kicking in, the hyperventilating child is miraculously cured, and walking about taking photos and selfies, and all happy, because the pod is going down. FINALLY. OH happy day.
Some of the conversation that took place, while on the pod of doom:
"What were we thinking?"
"Why are we doing this?"
"Mum, should I push the emergency button?"
"Are we moving? Why aren't we moving?"
"Are we moving, yet?" (this is even worse than when they are kids asking *are we there, yet?*, because we weren't moving, and how do you say, "no, we're not moving, and it's been a few days now, so I don't know what's wrong.") ????
"There's a man leaning against the door and it says not to lean against the door. ffs"
Ya, that was the longest 31 minutes of my life. And miraculously we survived, and had an ice cream, for a reward. ;) Yes, that's the photo of *the thing*, please note how much higher it is than the surrounding buildings.
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