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Carnival
On Friday Teri and Sebastian drove up and picked me up at work. After dinner at Vinny Testa's (featuring a surprise visit by Grandma and Grandpa), we went south on Route 1, headed for home. But on the way we passed a huge carnival that had been set up in an enormous mall parking lot.
I made the mistake of pointing the carnival out to Sebastian, who let out a loud cry of excitement. As we drove past, the cries of delight turned into tears of rage. Teri promptly swung into the left lane for a turnaround at the next light.
I'm really feeling beat, so I'll cut this short: Sebastian was kind of naughty. He kept trying to run away and look at all the cool games. He and I went on the merry-go-round, which he enjoyed; then he played a sort of bowling game, and won a little stuffed toy. After that we put him on a kiddie ride of little cars, but as soon as the ride started going he turned beet-red, his mouth opened into a huge oval of fear, and tears poured from his eyes. The operator stopped the ride after the first go-around and we took him off. Oh well.
Finally all three of us went on a ride called the "Rockin' Tugboat". From the ground it looked fairly mild, but the reality turned out to be more than we expected.
Hah! I won't have to try to explain it: I've found a video instead. If the direct link goes away, here's a link to the newsletter I found it in. One question: Doesn't "No Son of Mine" (by Phil Collin's Genesis) seem like an odd choice for background music?
The ride had quite a lot of oomph to it - we swing around at surprisingly high speeds. I laughed like a loon, and Teri was a little queasy. Nonetheless Sebastian, nestled safely between us, really enjoyed it. So much, in fact, that when the ride was over we stayed put and rode again!
That done we picked up some fried dough and headed home. Sebastian was tired enough not to protest.
I made the mistake of pointing the carnival out to Sebastian, who let out a loud cry of excitement. As we drove past, the cries of delight turned into tears of rage. Teri promptly swung into the left lane for a turnaround at the next light.
I'm really feeling beat, so I'll cut this short: Sebastian was kind of naughty. He kept trying to run away and look at all the cool games. He and I went on the merry-go-round, which he enjoyed; then he played a sort of bowling game, and won a little stuffed toy. After that we put him on a kiddie ride of little cars, but as soon as the ride started going he turned beet-red, his mouth opened into a huge oval of fear, and tears poured from his eyes. The operator stopped the ride after the first go-around and we took him off. Oh well.
Finally all three of us went on a ride called the "Rockin' Tugboat". From the ground it looked fairly mild, but the reality turned out to be more than we expected.
Hah! I won't have to try to explain it: I've found a video instead. If the direct link goes away, here's a link to the newsletter I found it in. One question: Doesn't "No Son of Mine" (by Phil Collin's Genesis) seem like an odd choice for background music?
The ride had quite a lot of oomph to it - we swing around at surprisingly high speeds. I laughed like a loon, and Teri was a little queasy. Nonetheless Sebastian, nestled safely between us, really enjoyed it. So much, in fact, that when the ride was over we stayed put and rode again!
That done we picked up some fried dough and headed home. Sebastian was tired enough not to protest.