Sunday, June 13, 2010

The beat

This past Saturday we headed to the city to watch the USA vs England game which was being played (televised on their huge screen) at the AT&T park. I and another rooting for England and the others USA, honestly I had no favorite in that game (my teams Germany) so I just picked the team I thought most likely to win. We had no idea how swamped the place would be, it was ridiculous! The game was great but I was getting increasingly hungry and kept longing to go over to the carnival in the parking lot across the street from the ballpark. See that ferris wheel? It's important.


After the game we headed over to the carnival and I wolfed down my favorite guilty pleasure food, carnival nachos. There is nothing better in the world that nachos in those crappy little paper plates, I will kick a puppy in the face for a plate of carnival nachos. Delicious carnival nachos, fuck I'm getting hungry. Anyways… after we ate someone said "hey lets go on the ferris wheel!" My stomach turning over should've given me a clue not to agree with this but I went along anyways.



Everything seemed fine until I sat down inside one of the carriages my brain then screamed, "THIS IS NOT A GOOD IDEA. NOT A GOOD IDEA AT ALL." The ferris wheel began to move and then we stopped at almost the very top, I realized at that moment I might have a fear of heights. Then someone said to me "Are you ok?" "Please don't talk to me." I replied in a very unlike me tone. "Don't worry it's totally safe." I'm not a very superstitious person but I had to bite my tongue to yell out "DON'T SAY THAT YOU FUCKING IDIOT!" Do you not know that after saying that in any movie that's the part where everyone dies!? Suddenly every rusty bit of the ferris wheel magnified in my eyes and I prayed in my head, "Please I don't want to die in a ferris wheel accident please please please that's such a lame way to go out I'm not even fighting a bear." Needless to say when we got off the ride I was the first one out and off the platform on to safe earth. I then ate half a funnel cake in celebration of still being alive, it gave me a stomach ache, oh bittersweet life.





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