Every year I go to the county fair with my best friend. Every.single.year. The game plan has always been the same, get a wrist band in order to ride sketchy rides all day long. I like to get my money’s worth, and going to a fair or a theme park isn’t cheap. Therefor I like to stay all day long and suck the park dry. This year started out no different than the last, and I looked forward to the fair all week long.
In all my years of adolescence I’ve been proud of my strong stomach, and my willpower to go on rides until the park closed. I should have known something was changing when I was the one that requested to leave the water park last month. Manfriend was prepared to continue on for a few more hours, but I pulled the plug and wanted to go eat. Who am I?
Right off the bat at the fair my stomach started to flop. The very first ride had me feeling funny. I tried to tell myself it was the toothless smiles I received from the carnival operators, but it was indeed the ride.
I ignored the sensation and continued on. Ride after ride and the puke feeling only grew. Once my other half started telling me she had a headache and her back hurt I knew what was happening. We were turning into old ladies. Gone were the days of rolling with the middle school kids (we had to be the oldest people at the fair without children.) We continued on though, until finally I needed something to eat.
Slim pickings for vegans at the fair, but I had my heart set on these curly fries since last year. I am proud to report that basket went into the trash empty. With only a slight amount of help from my homegirl, I polished off the entire batch. Spinning rides and a stomach full of grease called for a mellow next hour. Time to look at the farm animals. I have been obsessing over chickens for the past month, and I have found two new types I MUST HAVE.
Two chickens representing two different eras. On the left we have 1970’s chicken proudly sporting a full head of hair in the Afro puff. On the right we have 1990’s chicken proudly sporting the punk rock grunge look. Must have both.
I think my favorite ride of the day was the children’s roller coaster that went no faster than 2mph. It was shaped like a worm.
Either this or the fun house, both of which went easy on my stomach. I am a sucker for the funky mirrors in the fun house. No where else can you distort your body image in that many ways. I take that back, Photoshop is pretty powerful too.
Overall my day at the fair was fun and eyeopening. Gone are the days of my 15yr old body enjoying the spins of county fair rides. My 23yr old body needs more mature rides like roller coasters and towers of terror. Good thing I leave for DLand on Wednesday!!!! YAHOO!
Q: How do you handle spinning rides?
24 thoughts on “This Is How I Show My Age”
Melissa @ Mouthwatering Morsel
I wish I had a friend to do that with! Seems so fun. But yeah a little while ago my siblings and cousins went on rides and we were feeling dizzy and back hurting and all that jazz. We are getting old. It’s sad. 😦
Looks like a fun day at the fair! My county fair was a few weeks ago. Only I worked the elephant ear booth one day and pushed around old people from the nursing home I volunteer at the next. Not much time to myself for riding rides and eating what look like wonderful, greasy fries. Jealous! But you’re only 23 and can’t handle the rides anymore? Tsk tsk. 😉
Those chickens have super stylish hair … errr, feathers.
Cute picture with the funky mirrors and with your friend, too! 🙂
Hope all is well and have fun in Disneyland! I’m excited to hear how it all goes. Best of luck!
Bahaha! I just had the EXACT same experience when I went to Six Flags this weekend. So sad… I am not young anymore.
I kind of hate rides, but I prefer spinning rides to scary ones!! Those chickens look scary too!! lol. I thought it was a cat at first.
Choc Chip Uru
Aaaah seems like so much fun my friend 😀
Reminds me of how my friend and I went to an annual carnival – I swear we went ride crazy!
Choc Chip Uru
Nicole Marie Story
Hahaha! You’re still pretty, even as a cheetos addict!!!
* Vegan Sparkles *
haha, oh you’re both adorable! At least you gave it your best shot! 😉
OMG is it half marathon time already?? That sure came around fast..I’m PSYCHED for you!! I don’t mind roller coasters…as long as they don’t go upside down! Otherwise, I sit out and automatically become bag lady!!
holy toledo those chickens!! I’m jealous of their hairdos 😀 I honestly think you and I would be the greatest pals on the planet– this fair is RIGHT up my alley!!! Can I accompany you next year?!?!?! 😀
No rides for me. They make me pukey.
Hahaha I love this!!!
Alex @ therunwithin
those curly fries look amazing. I love rollarcoasters but now that I think of it I haven’t been on one in a while. I wonder if I can still handle them…
haha this reminds me of when I went to my church carnival last year… me and my Dad decided to go on a ride (with the toothless operators haha) and we ended up feeling sick for the rest of the night lol! Funny how those things don’t affect you too much when you’re younger haha
PS those chickens are the cutest things ever!
The same thing happened to me a few years ago—a bunch of friends and I went to six flags and rode rides all day…our conclusion was that (1) we felt like someone beat us with a baseball bat and (2) it was not that much fun.
So disappointing! But…onto to new grown-up things 🙂
Rach @ This Italian Family
Oh man, the whole aging thing… it’s crazy how in our 20s we can’t do things we could do in our teens. I really thought all of that would hit me in my 30s! Haha! Oh well, at least you are going to DISNEYLAND! How exciting! Can’t wait to hear all about it! 🙂
Ha! 🙂 Yes this happens with everyone. But no one can put this feeling the way you have done with your words int his post. Great post! 🙂
i love the twirly rides at amusement parks but the shoulder buckles are right at ear height so i always end up banged up! plus, my back kills after those twists and turns…. oh the joys of aging. i realized the other day that i’m almost 30 and just about screamed!
An Unrefined Vegan
Tres fun, Brittany – despite the queasies. Good for you for soldiering on. The state fair here starts at the end of the month and I plan to cruise through, though I doubt I’ll convince my better half to buckle up on any rides.
That looks like a lot of fun. There is actually a fair in Syracuse I might go too this weekend. ‘m not going to lie. I laughed a ton at the photoshop comment.
That’s so fun you have a long-standing tradition with you bff! Even if your iron stomach is showing some signs of maturing tummy… I think it’s awesome you still go and live like a kid for the day! Oh! And I was thinking of you while snapping pics of my latest post, it seemed like something you would’ve made, too! 🙂
That looks like so much fun! I don’t do too well with spinny rides (Gravatron brings up bad memories), but rollercoasters and all that are okay :), I am so stoked you are going to DLAND, my hubby and I hope to go there next year sometime!
Life After Swimming
OH man… I can’t handle spinny rides anymore at all, and they used to be my favorite! And hahaha those chickens are the best things ever!
What a great tradition for you and your friend. So fun 🙂 And I love the spinning rides!! They are always so much fun to me. And those chickens….holy smokes. Ive had a few chickens over the years, but never any as festive as those!
keep that youthful attitude going friend! its’ contagious! i love it.