Oscar Torres Essays (935 words) - Costa Mesa, California

Oscar Torres Professor Johnson English 105 26 September 2017 I have always been fascinated by fair rides. It amazes me that average person can eagerly trade in the serenity of the ground for the chance to be tossed through the air like a shot put ball. It amazes me that at some time in history someone thought that people would enjoy this overload of the senses, and that a person invented what must have been the first of these terrifying machines. For me, it is the thrill, excitement, and the flood to my senses that kept me going the day I went to the orange county fair. State fairs are unique and a must go. My first time experiencing the fair was back when I was nine years old. It was a marvelous experience from the hyena-like hollering of the carnival employees to come and give the game a try to the enormous never ending maze what was the actual Orange County Fair. Being at such a timid and imaginative stage of life only made me want to wander off as if I was a boy version of Dora the Explorer. Most people believe that state fairs are just a place you go to enjoy fried delicacies but in reality it is more than that; state fairs are a place you go to service your five senses, it is a place you go to learn about agriculture, it is a place you go to see pig and ostrich races for the entertainment and laughs. Entering the state fair was amazing it was the equivalent to entering a roman coliseum for a big fight as an imaginative kid. The entrance had me come in and get my hand stamped like a graduate was expected to walk across a stage and get his diploma. As you walked in you would see a huge midway like an airport runway with stores on the sides and a straight path to the attractions. Walking in you were greeted by the warm inviting smell of hamburger meat competing with rib racks like a hotel clerk. The breeze of the wind favored the ribs so it was clear to why the lines were longer then the DMV lines. The first ride I got on was the Himalaya, the Himalaya is a ride where you sit in a cart and get spun in a continuous circle track like Thomas a friend's electric train track on steroids. It was a ride I was lucky enough to be photographed in. A smile stretched across my face like American Horror Story's very own Twisty the clown as I sat in the cart and mentally prepared myself for the speed of the ride. The ride started out with a mild turning with a calm ringing of rock and roll in the air. As you sat in the cart you could not help but notice the rock and roll getting louder, the cart speeding up, and a the new element of darkness when a machine controlled blanket came up and covered the entire cart. I was in shock this was a new sensation for me I felt like a lab rat. Keep in mind I am a nine year old with a huge imagination going through this triple threat of loud music, speed, and darkness. i grasped on the handle of the cart like a vine wrapping to a mailbox to what seemed lik e an eternity. I let out a nervous laugh of excitement hoping for return of light. Before I knew the ride suddenly slowed to a complete stop and the employee told us to un buckle and get off carefully. At that moment I realized that the fair is a game to the senses, Secondly the following memorable adventure I had at the county fair was definitely the show I got to see after ten at night, it was a freak show something the older people were only supposed to see. I saw some of the most jaw dropping stunts that night from sword swallowing, fire spitting, and juggling of dangerous items. Being at the younger age I didn't understand just how dangerous the stunts were. In case you did not remember how dangerous the stunts were the hype man