Green Lantern Ride – it’s all fun & games until somebody loses their dinner
Rollercoasters and I don’t get along. As much as I want to wholeheartedly enjoy rollercoasters, I always end up regretting getting on them. Every. single. time.
Yesterday was not any different. We ventured to Movie World to experience their White Christmas event. I love theme parks, fairs and anything that offers entertainment of this kind. Big kid right here. Plus, I love watching the faces of the real kids when they meet their favorite Princess or ride their favorite rides. I take pleasure in seeing other people’s happiness through their eyes.
I knew before going into Movie World that such rides as Superman Escape, Green Latern, Batwing Supershot, etc. were going to be out of the question. After riding Space Mountain and Splash Mountain at Disney World, I knew better not to delve into the idea of riding a hardcore rollercoaster like those types ever again. Just the thought of it made me feel ill. I still regret that morning that I got on Space Mountain. I am not exaggerating when I say that I honestly thought I was going to pass out midway through that ride. I should stop talking about it, does me no good reliving those three nightmarish minutes.
So anyway, walked into Movie World. We, as a group, decided that Scooby-Doo Spooky Coaster sounded harmless enough. Come on, it’s Scooby-Doo and it was in the vicinity of the Kids section of MW. How bad could it be? I entered that scary-looking castle all excited about this tame ride (at least that’s what I thought it was going to be). Perhaps the word Spooky should have been an indication. Better yet, the word Coaster really should have been the red-flag from the very beginning. Lesson learned.
I got on the ride with Zach right beside me (which was already one up against Space Mountain, where you had to sit by yourself in this tiny pod). I was feeling good. I wasn’t even entertaining the idea that this ride would be terrifying. The first minute went fine. Ghoulish animatronics, dark corridors, sharp turns. I handled that just fine. Then we went up and paused for a good 15 seconds of nothingness. That’s when my heart started racing. When they’re building the anticipation, I knew it was going to be downhill from there. And I was right. Not only did we go downhill, but we went downhill BACKWARDS. Worse nightmare – going backwards down a steep rollercoaster. In the freakin’ dark. To help, I closed my eyes and went to my happy place. In this case, my happy place was anything that prevented me from vomiting and/or blacking out. I could feel the blood drain from my head. If this ride took a photograph of its riders in the middle of descent, I would look like a white ghost clenching on the bars with my eyes closed. How appropriate.
Four minutes, that’s how long the ride went for (one entire minute longer than SM). I screamed a few times – not because it was Spooky that’s for sure (because remember, I had my eyes closed for 90% of the ride). I was so delighted to have survived it with just four minutes of anxiety and jelly legs for 30 seconds after the ride. All in all, I got off just fine. I managed to enjoy the rest of the evening by decorating a Gingerbread Man, going on the Justice League 3D Ride (which went 5km/h, no backward motion, just good wholesome fun) and watching a Looney Tunes Parade. All’s well that ends well.