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Once upon a time there was a crazy grandma.
And once upon a time she took her three wonderful, thrill loving grandsons and daughter
for a day of fun at an amusement park.
Now this grandma's idea of an adventure at an amusement park includes rides on
and a long, long time ago, ferris wheels.
But never, ever roller coasters.
That is till that fateful day...
the day she decided she just had to ride a roller coaster once before she died.
So she gathered information relevant to the goal she had in mind:
she talked to the kids there---
who all lied to her and told her it wasn't bad at all
was, in fact, a LOT of fun.
(She should have known better...)
And she counted the exact time it took to complete each ride cycle--
from the beginning to the end she knew exactly how long it would take in seconds,
And after several minutes of information gathering
she convinced herself it couldn't be THAT bad,
she boarded a car
learned the shocking truth...
even grandmas CAN be wrong:)
For from the very beginning to the very end,
this grandma was truly terrified and convinced she was going to fly out of the coaster car
at any moment.
In fact, so convinced was she of this,
that her arms were covered with bruises for days after
and her whole body oh so sore
from holding on for dear life.
But she had done it...
I ask you,
is your idea of a good time at amusement parks the carousel?
The ferris wheel?
Or is it...like ALL the rest of my thrill loving family,
the roller coaster?
And what items on your 'bucket list' if you have one...
This was the famous Ripper roller coaster
(yep that name alone should have been enough to convince me not to ride it)at the now closed
Thrill-Ville USA south of Salem.