Did Not

Due to high winds and the over-riding sense of self preservation, I did not go on the Big Shot Ride on top of the Stratosphere.

The high winds made the tower sway and you could feel it while we were still inside. While outside, I felt like if I stepped too close to the railing, I would find myself in the Wonderful World of OZ. 900 feet in the air is not the place a person needs to be while the wind is whipping at 40 MPH.

Now, I never said I WOULD go on the ride, just that I would Consider it. I think that idea was a momentary lapse of sanity. The moment I was on that tower again, I had a moment of clarity: I really don't need to tempt fate, or die, or lose any of my bodily functions in front of a crowd of people.

However, so you don't think I'm a total coward: I did go on the New York New York roller coaster.

Holy. Mother. Of. God.

Here's a video I snitched from YouTube. Or here from the casino website.

I seriously don't know when I've been so terrified/nervous/amused in all my life. Not even blowing up compares to this ride.

Five of us rode it. Me, Kevin, Nephew and two Canadian friends. Here are snippets that I heard during the three minute ride:

"Who's idea was this anyway?"

"This was a bad idea. This was a bad idea. This was a bad idea. This was a bad idea."

"I will give you fifteen dollars to get OFF RIGHT FUCKING NOW."

"Is that heaven?"

"I wasn't smiling" and "Go back, I blinked" when the flashes for the pictures went off.

If you're ever in Vegas, it is a requirement to ride this ride. It's life affirming.