Children: In this place, we are the monarchs!
At a considerable distance from the amusement park's paved lot, we could already make out about a dozen or so various trade-name buses neatly tucked in the diagonal parking slots. Did all schools in this part of the country declare today, of all days, an EK Go-Fest?! Come one, come all! Seeing the buses and anticipating a crowded venue was one thing but being with the elementary school kids takes the matter up a whole different level.
One thing is them all going berserk and clumsily running amok.
Then there's the noise that only little kids could make when they all talk simultaneously. It's not so piercingly shrill but, in unison, it could make walls crumble, metals bend, and Gatorade drinks lose all its ions.
Then, there's the smell. That distinct smell only humans in the 6-to-12 age-range are capable of effortlessly emitting. Add all these three observations and you could already imagine how it nauseatingly felt to be surrounded by critters while waiting in line for our turn on the rides.
What the f*ck are we doing in an amusement park on a weekday, anyway?! Taking a leave from all our otherwise grown-up and busy work-lives to be child-like and juvenile and possibly face the fear we wet our pants with when we were younger. It's the children’s Free Country. The Neverland of the masses and the here-third-world born youth of supposedly both the physical and mental aspects (as claimed by the young-at-heart in an effort to devise a work-around to them, or us, rather, aging).
Ok, so it was evil to pass judgement on the critters but years make me forget of the ways of awe and thrill and carefree-ness all bundled up in a beautiful human state of life that's only just beginning to unfold. The nexxus we have all broken free from either by brute force, choice, or natural means.
The realization, though, does not negate the fact that they all stunk like they were sun-baked by the sun-god Ra himself! Falling in line with them was more vertigo inducing than the ride! Hell, more than the Space Shuttle or the Anchors Away rides combined!
God, forgive me!
posted by Fritz @ 12:47 AM
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it's too bad you're not a pedophile. i guess they better tear down condor if they have no plans of using it again.
Better go there on a weekend since they open most rides then. When we went, there were no dodgem, flying fiesta, and grand rapids.
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