Do you remember the first rollercoaster you rode? The first major one I remember riding was the Cyclone at Carowinds, when I was seven. It was fast, went upside down a couple of times, and — most importantly — was scary. In my mind, I was officially one of the big kids for riding it. For years to come, I never shied away at rollercoasters, no matter how tall or fast they were.
That changed. Hello, anxious mind — ruining, among other things, all things thrill-related.
The last time I went to Carowinds, I spent quite a bit of time looking up the odds of dying or being severely injured on a rollercoaster and discussing the many things that could go wrong while waiting in line. (Dying is one in 24 million, in case you were wondering, but having the thing tower over you makes those odds seem much higher.) I don’t get too worked up on some of the older rides, but the newer ones that tower over 200 feet tall? Yikes. A few people in front of us left the line, which my husband chalked up to my chatter. So, if you’re eager to get on a ride faster, skip the Fast Pass and become the harbinger of doom.
When Little Man was four, we got season passes to Carowinds since he was finally big enough to ride a lot of rides. He was excited to find out that he was tall enough to ride one of the small rollercoasters in the kiddie area. The morning before we made the drive to the theme park, Little Man told us that he had a concern, which isn’t too surprising, as he’s a lot like me. His particular concern that morning wasn’t anything that had ever crossed my mind, though.
Luckily he managed to get through the ride with everything intact, and then rode the same ride another half dozen times.
Are you a fan of rollercoasters and other thrill rides?