Thursday, May 23, 2013

Vingette

This assignment was to recall a memory that says something about you and describe it with as much detail as possible. This memory was my first time on my favorite roller coaster Screamin' Over California in California Advenureland. I love the thrill of roller coasters and would ride them until my head spun.

            I remember the clicking of the roller coaster harnesses as they lowered. Giddy with excitement, I smiled cheekily at my dad, the only adult I could persuade on going with me. It was my first time riding “Screamin’ over California” in Disneyland’s neighbor and partner California Adventureland. My heart was running as fast as a racehorse, my breath came in short, small breaths. The roller coaster was a bright orange that shouted speed and the white glistened in the hot sun.
            There was a whoosh as the roller coaster was released from the loading zone to the place where the take off would take place. We coasted down the tracks to where we came to stop, clicking the whole way there. There was a jolt as the coaster came to a complete stop. You could taste the anticipation in the air as the countdown began.
            I found myself counting down mentally with the whiney cartoon voice that voiced them. I strained against the harness wanting to be flying down the tracks already. Finally the time came. The roller coaster shot as fast as a silver bullet down the tracks. I swear it was going to break the sound barrier it was going so fast.
I remember the whole reason I begged and stretched to be tall enough to ride that roller coaster. It was that loop, the loop outlining the Mickey Mouse head that convinced me. I had never been on a roller coaster with a loop before in my short life and I was absolutely convinced that this was the one. As we flew down the tracks, I remember regretting getting on that ride. Every hill we climbed just to fly down again I regretted that decision. But by the time the camera flash took our picture and the roller coaster came to a stop, I was ready to go again. And I did… Three more times.

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