Showing posts with label thrill rides. Show all posts
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Thursday, December 09, 2010

Vegas: Shows, Fabulous Hotels and Incredibly Unappealing Rides

This last weekend I went to Vegas with my son and my mother. My first family-Vegas trip.  It was fun although I was forced to be much better behaved than I normally am in Vegas and as I posted on Facebook: Doing Vegas without cocktails is like driving into the setting sun without sunglasses, everything's a bit too bright and a little irritating. But then when you slip the shades on it's all fabulous.


But despite my inability to be sinful I did appreciate the Shark's Reef Aquarium at Mandalay Bay the zoo and Dolphin pond at the Mirage and Cirque Du Soleil's Ka was magnificent. You can see why this city is called the Disneyland for adults.  They even have rides.

Which brings me to another point. We went to the top of The Stratosphere, the highest observation deck West of the Mississippi, and there are lots of rides up there. Horrible, horrible rides.  There's a roller-coaster-like ride that is specifically designed to make you feel like you're going to go hurtling off the building.  The ramp lowers over the edge of the 108th floor roof and the car rockets down and stops just before you go off into oblivion. And then you're just hanging there, looking down. 1149 feet down.  And in case that's not enough for you, you can actually jump off the building being supported by nothing more than a cable and a hook.  

Maybe if I had consumed a few Vegas cocktails this would have made sense to me but sober I can't figure out why any non-suicidal person would want to jump off a perfectly good building.  It's not like the building was on fire. There was no structural problems with the building that I could see and the elevator was working just fine. And yet people just kept jumping off. My son suggested that perhaps they were just really bored but when I say I'm so bored I could jump off a building I'm joking.  I've never actually been that bored.
So apparently I'm missing the appeal. Do you see it? Would you sign a waiver then allow an hourly employee (who probably isn't paid too well) to attach a cable to the back of an old jumpsuit they suited you up in and then turn around and walk off a 108-story building just for kicks and giggles?

And if so, have you ever considered medication?