It's Magical, I'm sure it is. So what if it is capitalism and manipulation? It was fun and it was magical. (and people working minimum wage for ridiculous hours happens everywhere, whether it's magical or not, right?).
A ride that shoots you into the sky, right up there into the clouds? A ride that lets you fall and fall straight into the ground and past it? A ride that leaves you so breathless you think you might never taste life again?
I listen. I observe. I procrastinate... as I'm doing now so I don't have to get up and wash the dishes. I am unrealistic in my expectations of life and people. I'm amazed, continually amazed (and baffled too)...