The boiling blazing burning
hot Californian summer
at 6 Flags Magic Mountain
as we waited in
line all day
with no water.
Taking turns running in
and out of the line
frantically finding vending
machines just to see
that they didn’t work.
My throat as sun baked
as a desert,
as dehydrated as
lake in a drought.
Thinking,
Should we stay in line and
waste all the hours we
had stood in line just to get water
or should we wait to get water after the ride?
We decided to stay and wait.
Eventually arriving to
the front of
the line after hours.
Full of joy,
we hopped in and
buckled ourselves
into the float
excited to get soaked in the water,
to be refreshed,
to finally cool down.
Spinning around in
the circular float,
air blowing past my face.
We zapped around a corner,
maybe one or two drops of
water on me.
Patiently waiting for just an
ounce of refreshment.
After about
30 seconds it was already over.
Walking down the hill,
disappointment painted all
over our faces.