Once when I was only 11 years old, my family went to Riverview Amusement park about a 2 hour drive from our home. We were spending the week-end. I had only been on a merry-go-round at the local park, and here they had all the big park rides. We went on several rides, spinning coffee cups, tilt-a-whirl, and the ferris wheel. I was feeling pretty cocky after all those so opted to ride the BIG roller coaster. No one would go with me, so my poor father not to appear indestructable before his children said, he'd go. On the first big down run, I lost my lunch and then on the second, lost my breakfast on the third and steepest of them all, I'm not sure what I lost but my dad wished it had been him. He and I had to go straight to the motel for showers. I spent the next day in the motel sipping warm soup and praying to go home. I have never gone to an amusement park since, never.