Santa Cruz Thrills

The glazed soulless expression of a condemned man.
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We stopped overnight in Santa Cruz, I knew little about the place other than it had a reputation for excentric individuals. It certainly seems to be home to a fair few freaks. Walking around the town we saw someone with a cat on a leash and another walking their rabbit. Bit odd. That said, there´s a man I've seem hugging a giant hare (3 stone maybe?) while strolling around Didsbury in the past so I suppose it would unfair to pass judgement.

We went to the beach front where there's a fairground, amusment park which, factfinders, is where The Lost Boys was filmed (They're only noodles Michael). To say I'm a big fan of fairground rides would be somewhat of an overstatement. I tolerate them, barely. I somehow always seem to get talked into going on them however, a weakness on my part. This never used to be a problem in the past as my exhibitions of terror mid-ride were rarely observed by friends as they would be too busy enjoying themselves. These days, some sadist bastard has installed cameras on the ride to snap you at the point of most discomfort for your persual at the end. I'm only happy we didn't purchase any of these - I had enough of a job pulling my friends away from the screens in tears of laughter. If you'd like a mental image, I look somewhat like I'm trying to tuck myself into the foetal position while screwing up my face like I've just eaten a lemon.

Spinney, Nausea Inducing Puke Fest

Left to Right: Rick, Patrice, Nikki, Me. I don't show up because I was bitten by a vampire.
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Humilation aside I can just about deal with rollercoasters. Spinney rides on the other hand I won't go near. Nikki was not so lucky and was dragged on a ride who's name I forget but I'd call it the "Spinney, Nausea Inducing Puke Fest" as that was the effect it had on a number of the partipants. On alighting Nikki staggered to the end of the beach front to join the happy line of pukers over the edge of the pier. I can't see how this ride would be popular with anyone but supermodels.

With the fun of the fair behind us, we returned back to the Motel for Taco Bell and a game of Scrabble. I am to this point undefeated at Scrabble. Eat that you rollercoater loving freaks.