Kissimmee Florida
Day 53
You will know exactly what the title refers to if you have ever been to EPCOT in Disney World.
Before we entered the park we ate breakfast at a restaurant, our first of the entire trip. If we ate like this every day we'd be much fatter...and probably in line for heart bypass surgery!
Check out the cloud with the hole in the middle over my head
So many topiaries, this one all made of bromeliads in the China section
The crowds were light at EPCOT when we entered about 10:30. This time of year that is to be expected, it's nice. It was the warmest weather that we've felt this year, and we were wishing for a few more clouds overhead. It's been so long since we've been in EPCOT that we'd forgotten what most of the rides were all about. I kept asking Jim if we'd ever been on this one or that one, or if it was a new ride. I thought every ride in EPCOT was pretty tame, I was wrong.
Never in my life have I ever experienced any type of motion sickness, or been queasy on any amusement park ride...never. Until today. In all fairness, we were warned, over and over and over before boarding this ride. But you know how these places are, they tend to over-do the warnings, so we really don't pay much attention.
We should have known better when we stepped up to the ride and were asked, "Spinning or no spinning?" Hah, I've been on plenty of spinning rides, no problem. We should have know better when we were handed an orange pass to board that had *Warning* printed in huge letters on it. We should have known better... between the two of us we have all the physical limitations printed on the card, heart, blood pressure, back problems. We should have know better when at every stage of pre-boarding we were offered the option to leave the line. We should have know better when the location of the 'barf bags' on the control panel in front of us was pointed out. We SHOULD have know better.
I kept asking Jim if this ride was real or virtual, he thought it was virtual. Actually, it was both. And I think that was the problem, the brain can't quite adjust. Thankfully, each person has a little 'job' to do and buttons to push and I think that keeps people focused, which is a good thing. I knew within seconds of 'blast-off' that I shouldn't have gotten on this one, and certainly shouldn't have eaten two fried eggs, bacon and buttered toast! Almost immediately I felt queasy, which to me, is so unusual. When you blast off, you feel the G-forces on your body. I was too busy taking deep breaths to think how this was possible...especially since we were obviously still very much on earth and not soaring over Cape Canaveral.
Thankfully the ride did not last too long. As soon as we exited and I caught a glimpse of the mechanism I brilliantly figured how the 'ride' worked and why I felt nauseous - centrifugal force! Basically we were in a centrifuge. By the way, 'centrifugal' is indeed the proper word, there is no such thing as 'centrifical' force...the things you learn on Wikipedia! Oooooh, better stop talking about this, I'm feeling queasy just re-living it. When we got off, I turned around and took a picture of the ride. Jim asked why and I told him so I would remember which one it was and NEVER go on it again!
Be afraid, be very afraid...
It took me another hour to settle my stomach . We stayed a the park until late afternoon. I was beat. Between the heat (over 90degrees today) and the walking, walking, walking, I needed to get back to to the RV and put my feet up for a while, my knee was starting to hurt too. Guess I'm not as young as I used to be...no wait, I felt just as bad after a day in any of the parks when I was YOUNG too!
Oh, so much nicer in the evening
After we recharged our batteries, we returned to the park in the evening, when it was much more comfortable temperature wise to see the fireworks and light show. Good show...It's been a long time since we've been to a fireworks display.
My kids won't believe this but...Your father missed AMERICAN IDOL tonight!
Tomorrow, we leave for home. We are so ready.
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