When we got there we beelined for the Carousel. This had been Honeybee's favorite ride in Disney so we thought she would love it. The ride was 2 tickets so we bought 4 thinking that she would want to go on it a couple of times- once with Mommy and once with Daddy.
We couldn't get on the carousel fast enough. We were the only ones on for this ride (I think I know why now!) We picked a "horsey" and got ready to ride. It all went downhill from there!
|(not really the ride operator)|
Poor Honeybee, was trying to get off her horse with an urgency I've never seen in her. Of course, I wasn't going to let her get down and let the centrifugal force eject her from the ride. I tried distracting her by pointing and waving to Daddy, although by the time she'd look up we'd have whizzed by again. I tried improvising my own carousel-like music. This seemed to distract her a bit for the several rounds, but she was still clutching my arm in utter fear.
The ride FINALLY slows down to a stop and Honeybee looks at me and says " Mommy, ALL DONE. Get off now, NOW!" Yes, Mommy was quite done with the ride too.
We walked around for a bit before I asked her if she wanted to ride the horsies again. "NO! ALL DONE!" So we gave our last 2 tickets to some nice looking family. There were other rides there, but if Honeybee and I couldn't handle their carousel, somehow, I think that the Twister would be a bad idea!
We're going to try to local (permanantly housed) carousel when it opens this summer. I hope the Carousel of Doom hasn't ruined all carousels for Honeybee or worse: set her up for a lifetime of therapy!
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