themeparks make anyone; seriously anyone, a kid all over again.
it's the kind of place you have doubts on going and when you decide that you really are going to take that trip you start anticipating; eagerness surges up within you slowly as you ride in the car and you await. then exactly like a five-year-old in the backseat you ask "are we there yet?"
the moment finally arrives as you behold the wide open gates beckoning you, arms extended towards you, calling out your name and you enter with such excitement you want to get on every single ride you see and take pictures with anything animate or inanimate. the kid has taken over.

then you feel such bravery as you take all the rides that causes your heart to skip two beats then end up in your mouth but you manage to find your voice somewhere to release that piercing scream as you fall vertically down in fast motion you think your safety buckle's going to snap and you'll end up flying sky-high then landing in pieces, unrecognizable. but you didn't so you get off the ride and run right back into the queue to feel what you just felt all over again. nothing daunts you at that very instant. you are invincible.

that's why i love themeparks.