The summer sun would
blaze down every day, perfect for a dip in the pool. The various shops, all
with their own unique personality, lined the cobblestone streets. After walking
for hours until our feet were numb, and collapsed at our apartments. The street
markets bustled with people trying to get the latest items. Italy is a perfect
mix of popular urban culture with malls lining the streets as well as quaint
little towns that make you feel as though you are home. The experience of this
country was one of the best in my life. Learning more about my culture and
heritage was an amazing experience, but it wasn’t all fun and games for me. My
sister and I kept seeing advertisements for an amusement park called Rainbow
Magic Land. I had been to Disney World and loved it. So judging by the name, I
thought this would be a fun time that I could have with my sister and a few of
her college friends who were obsessed with amusement parks. I hadn’t the
slightest idea of what I was getting into.
So, of course, we took a train to get there for it was on
some remote part of Italy that wasn’t usually traveled to. This made me a bit
suspicious because of how far away it was from regular civilization. I felt
like I was Pinocchio being carried away to be turned into a donkey. My sister
reassured me and told me I was being paranoid. I let go of the notion. Once we
had arrived at the station closest to the park, we realized that there were no
attractions to be found. There were posters everywhere but no park. My
suspicions were coming back, but were soon put away when my sister asked a man
how to get there. He said that there were shuttles but there weren’t any coming
for a few hours. We decided we would call a taxi service. When the car pulled
up, it was a huge black Mercedes. We were the only ones who were to go in it
and this was a bit too shady for my liking. The whole ride there I kept telling
myself that this was the end. I wasn’t getting out of this one alive, but of
course we made it there safe and sound. I don’t know what I was worried about.
We got out of the car, bought our tickets, and were
traipsing through the park in a matter of minutes. It seemed like a nice enough
place until I saw that they had a haunted house. It looked as though it was an
old manor and there was a huge snake slithering on the top. It looked down upon
you as if it you were going to be its midday meal. I was not going to be snake
bait. I ran to catch up with the others who were already in line for the first
attraction, a dark ride based on the TV series, Winx Club called Winx Planet.
It seemed nice enough, a ride based on fairies with magical powers. What is
the worst that could happen? I was about to find out. My sister and I got onto
the carriage that would bring us into the ride and we were off. At first, there
was no light at all inside the attraction which was a bit unsettling but soon
enough there was a spotlight and we could see again. This was a relief at first
but when we saw the strange goblin-like creatures crawling across the floor and
the trees that were reaching out to us, ready to eat us up. The ride was filled
with the creepiest statues and creatures that I had ever seen. It didn’t
remotely look like it was based on the children’s TV show. By the end, the
fairies did make small appearances but they were surrounded by the same
horrible terrain that had been showcased earlier. Bottom line: not satisfied.
We decided that the next ride we would go on would be a
thrill ride, not a scary trolley ride like what we had just gone on. We saw a
tower that must have been at least 100 feet high so we went to check it out. As
we got closer, we realized that it was what looked like a version of the Spring
from our own local amusement park, Seabreeze. The only difference was that this
one went way higher. I wasn’t so sure about it but my sister and her friends
were able to convince me. I hated the fact that they could get me to do
whatever they wanted. We walked over to the person who was running the ride and
showed him our wristbands. When I got an up close look at the ride, I could see
that there were bright purple tentacles coming out of the ground. A shipwreck
was also present even though it was more like a bunch of chopped up boards were
scattered on the ground. I really didn’t like to admit it, but I was trembling
in my boots. I was ready to leave when the man told me he didn’t know if I was
tall enough to ride. Turns out, it was a mix-up. My only shot at survival,
shattered. When we got on we had to strap up our seatbelts. The seats were
arranged in a circle so we all sat next to each other. I couldn’t buckle up my
seatbelt which made me very nervous. The man came and did it for me but I was
very loose. I felt like I was going to slip out of it. The ride started up and
we began our ascent. The way up was fine. It took about a minute and let us see
a nice view of the park. Then, without warning, we were jolted into place and
we had reached the top. There seemed to be some sort of locking mechanism that
kept us up there. It was the wait that tortured me. I am sure it was at least
five minutes before we heard a slight click that sent us plummeting to the
ground. My legs were thrown up into the air and I swear I couldn’t breathe for
the whole ride down. I don’t remember much of it because I was too worried that
my heart had stopped. I guess some people would look at it as fun, but that
isn’t the exact word I would use.
I thought I might throw up so we weren’t going to walk
far to get to our next ride. The next one was located right beside the death
wish I had just made. It was an old castle that looked like it belonged to an
Arabian King. I was so excited to go on it until I saw the figures that were
walking along the walls of it. They had dark cloaks that covered their entire
body and where their faces should have been, there was a blank slab of stone. I
didn’t think I could stand another terrifying experience. All I could hope was
that the actual ride had nothing to do with its exterior. Surprisingly, this
was the case. You traveled into a dark enclosure and there was Rock ‘n’ Roll
music playing and flashing lights everywhere. It was quite enjoyable the way
that one turned out. The dips were exhilarating and the whole experience was a
win for me.
As we neared the end of our journey,
I was feeling more confident that this park could grow on me. We had enough time
for one more ride and we were sweating profusely. What
No comments:
Post a Comment