Top spun...

In this entry, I discussed some of the rides Didgeridoo Boy likes to say he's going to take me on. He knows he won't win in a million years, of course, but it makes for fun back and forth. Once I finally managed to wake Didge yesterday (a whole other entry in itself), we made our way downtown to the fair and met his sister, who will ride these things with him. She even rode the Top Spin (I was seriously impressed).

I don't know if I've told you about Didge's obsession with that particular ride. Last year, he rode it eighteen times, and came home with an injured shoulder from the restraints. He *loves* that ride. *Loves* it. When you will hurt yourself for a ride, you know you love it. (I can't talk. I'm that way about the Himalaya and the Scrambler. Stiffness and soreness be damned, I will ride those things until I cannot walk.)

Here are Didge's toes peeking over the edge of the gondola, on the first of several rides yesterday:



To show you how much he loves it, here he is giving the operator a thumbs up - I believe while in flip-and-flip-and-flip mode:



But to REALLY prove how much Didgeridoo Boy REALLY loves the Top Spin:




(That's Didge's sister in the green shirt. I'm still impressed.)

And since we're back down that way today for Date Day/Night (to heck with dinner and a movie when there are rides and corn dogs to be had), I need to go buy some aspirin and deep-heating rub.