This weekend I went with MrZ’s Mom and NikkiZ to Oktoberfest here in Huntsville. Essentially – it’s a tiny fair held on Redstone Arsenal that has a lot of German food and beer. We refrained from the beer since we had NikkiZ with us, but we did try to get NikkiZ on some of the rides. Unfortunately – we didn’t have anyone small enough to ride with her on most of them, and she wouldn’t ride alone. So, we were limited to the Carousel and the Teacups.
The Teacups were on a giant platform that spun pretty slowly. And then the individual teacups would spin if you turned the steering wheel in the center, as you see NikkiZ trying to do to the left. Actually, first she asked for my keys. You know, to drive with. She’s no dummy. Once I convinced her that she could drive without the keys, she proceeded to try to get me to puke up the bratwurst I had just eaten.
The two women in the teacup next to us had a small child (6 months? Maybe) that one of them was holding in her arms. He looked like he was impressed and they were trying to hype it up with excessive “Wheeeeee!”s. Then, suddenly, the little gate opened on their teacup. Now, of course, it caught them off guard. They screamed at first, but since we were barely moving they held the gate closed and started laughing. I was shocked myself, as you can see in the photo here. However, I immediately started cracking up too when the Mom wailed in a dramatically fake tone, “Dear God, I don’t want to die in a teacup!”
Dude. SERIOUSLY. How embarrassing would that be? I mean, there’s no good way to die, and I don’t even want to seriously consider all of the traumatic possibilities that exist in the world. But a hot pink teacup casualty? That’s just not right.
I love these teacup photos. The colors are brilliant.
Just think of how funny it would be for the family to explain the tragedy. “She was in her cups.” (aka drunk)
Glad to see NikkiZ liked it! I’ve been wondering at what point those types of rides become fun!
And Death by Teacup would make a killer band name
Or newspaper headline for that matter.
That might be a pretty cool way to die actually. I mean think about it, dying in a pretentious piece of drink ware. Very interesting.
“I don’t want to die in a teacup!” Bwah!
LOVE. IT.
I was in a Denny’s a kerjillion years ago when a tornado came ripping through the city. All the patrons were ushered into an interior hallway and we listened to the tornado roar over the roof, luckily not taking us with it. I remember praying, “Dear God, please don’t let me die in a Denny’s. At least fling me out of the restaurant and into the office supply store’s parking lot across the street.”
I dig Death by Teacup. I’d give them a listen. I might even mosh a little.
and again……..that shirt seems so familiar somehow….
I never used the bus bathroom on those long school trips using the rental buses because I always imagined the bus crashing and me dying in the bathroom with my pants around my ankles.
Is it October down there already? It’s still September in Canada. We’re so behind the times up here…
lolol how fun!! It looks like you all had a blast. What out for those tea cups man, they’re brutal, lolol.
That aint right.
Return the shirt already!!
I thought I would be the only one to notice. I’m sure this is your very own that you bought and the other one was returned. (NOT)!
We haven’t taken the girls to the fair yet. They kind of scare me, it’s the whole portable roller coaster idea. The pictures are great.