Anyone that knows me, knows how pathetic I am. I don’t do anything scary, struggle with walking across bridges sometimes due to my vertigo, and just the thought of doing anything slightly risky freaks me out. I watch kids being fearless and often wish I could be more like them. If I had my childhood again there are things I would do just so I wasn’t scared of doing them or watching others as an adult.
Considering all of that, it’s amazing what you can do when you decide to go against what you’re always done – especially if in the right company. Either that, or the sea air has a weird effect on me.
A couple of weeks ago I went on the In Colourful Company x Lucky Dip Club trip to Margate. I had zero intention of going on any rides, I just wanted to go to Margate, take lots of colourful photos and see what Dreamland was all about. Before I knew it, I was taking a mat and walking up the stairs to the top of the giant rainbow slide. The view over Margate from the top was amazing. I settled down onto my mat and pushed off. Within seconds it was over. I may have had cramp in my leg when I got to the bottom for someone unknown reason, but the adrenaline was pumping. I didn’t hesitate to join others on the Scenic Railway and as FOMO kicked in, I even went on the giant bouncy castle. By the end of the day I’d also been on the dodgems twice and the slide a further three times. Even the height of the big wheel didn’t put me off – it’s a shame the ridiculously slow queue did, so I’ll have to save that for next time.
Less than two weeks later and I was on the coast again, this time in Brighton. I couldn’t be persuaded to do the unlimited ride day pass, but I was eased in with the Wild River log flume. On day two I was feeling brave and while there was no way I was getting on the Crazy Mouse, I did go on the Turbo rollercoaster. Any fear was quickly gone when I realised how uncomfortable the ride was – my major learning for the day though was don’t wear earrings on rollercoasters as it nearly ripped mine off! As a reward, I went back on the log flume. It would seem I get addicted to these things pretty easily.
I can’t promise that this is going to be a regular occurrence, and I still have no desire to go to a full on theme park, but it seems when I’m at the great British seaside, I can’t resist the fun of the fair.