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Adrenaline in Buenos Aires

February 9, 2015

A day of sun rose in the Tigre neighborhood and we decided to interrupt the calm of birdsongs and the smell of burnt wood coming out of chimneys of traditional island homes for a few hours of adrenaline.


We arrived to the entrance gate and found a kilometer long line, both to buy tickets and to enter the park (which opens at 10.00AM). we split in teams and Gonza went to the buying tickets line and Jor went to queue to enter. Half an hour later we met and reward for their patience, she won a VIP ticket! Basically entries differ in the amount of games that you can access without paying extra. The VIP entrance besides giving access to all games (except one, Vertigo Xtremo) guarantees a special row in games, so you should never wait more than 20 minutes to enter an attraction. This entry costs about $ 25.













When the park originally opened its doors, it only had the rollercoaster Tronador (Thunder) and some attractions that are still working today, like La Vuelta al Mundo (Around the World) and el Anfiteatro (the Amphitheatre). 

Tronador was disarmed in 1997 and was replaced with the still present Boomerang (broughtfrom Holland) and it goes at 75km/h, and is the first inverted roller coaster in Latin America. In 1998 Desafio (Challenge) was assembled, and going at 80km/h takes you legs dangling around a 5 minute circuit, but nothing compared to the recently opened (July 2014), the fearsome Pendulum than with 30 meters high you, as its name suggests, side by side, you tilt up to a 90 ° angle and where you see the ground from the air and pass at high speed from side to side, while someone like Gonza would get a guaranteed cold sweat droping his back as a sign of fear!


As we entered the Park, Jor had no better idea than say, "let's start with something tranqui (argentinian expresion for something easy going), let's try the Pendulum. Since my ignorance and naivete in matters of theme parks was abundant, I replied, "you think?". "Well, if you do not want to, we do something else" she offered... but I was going mentally prepared to challenge my fears and feelings versus height, and so I decided to give it a try. Already the set up felt awkward, uncomfortable is really not the word, but felt out of place. You you go up to a wheel where all the seats side by side are adjusted with a belt around the waist and above a structure that covers the shoulders and reaches to the crotch. Surely technology has it all studied and tested, but the human brain, scary, unsure of what you can not control, like space and speed ... made my face go pale to serious tones of whites and greys.


Getting off the majestic game, I have to sincerely declare: "I felt that I was slipping and falling into the void" ... and Jor responded "go on a roller coaster?" how to face an entire amusement park after such an imposed trauma? We decided to go for a walk and do something s bit more gentle, so we went to the Samba, one of the historical classics, where the pace of electro-Brazilian music, shakes a circle of a continuous bench to be shaking in diagonal, and while teenage laugh nonstop and I enjoyed the game, Jor felt that the tremor was unpleasant: justice was performed at the Samba.


Now, I was ready to go see the biggest roller coasters, "not really" . The enthusiasm of Jor ran into my still present antipathy towards speed and height ... but hey, negotiating you always reach an agreement, so here we headed to the Desafio and Jor had swore to me that among the roller coasters, this was one was one of the softer (does she even know what a soft ride is?). We went on the VIP and as we talked about past stories of Jor visiting the park, I tried not to look up while screaming people became noticeable. The time came, we left our bags, sweaters and cameras in a locker and went on to the loading dock. In this case one sits in a way that legs and arms will hang by your sides. The ride started and for three minutes it went round and round. Every time I was turning sideways, I suffered, and Jor shouted enthusiastically. In three minutes the game was over, and while having made the Pendulum, nothing could be worse, I was ready to leave, but did want to keep company to my sidekick, but ... enjoying became pretty difficult.

Now it was the turn of the smooth Flying Chairs, Sillas Voladoras, which are like hammocks where you sit and wing sideways around a pole, almost transported to a park in the 50's or 60's, Flying Chairs are naif from the movement, music (which seems out of a retro toystore) and even the colors of the chairs, but the sensation of flying smoothly, planning, was magical. I already felt prepared for more adrenaline, so Gonza, did not waste any time and went to try the Boomerang, which is kind of a Formula One train that shoots down from its mounting structure, but trusting in the system, we boarded and Tic -TAC-Tac-Tac gave it a suspense that makes the game magical and scary at the same time. Gradually begins to climb back and the angle gets closing being almost 90° to the ground where you no longer have anywhere to hold yourself, as gravity pulls you down.


The body does not understand, the sweat drop of fear falls from the forehead and the Tac-Tac sound of the climbing machine comes to an end, a silence that lasts one second appears to be 15 minutes, where the train is loose and you feel you fall into the void, the speed of the air hitting your face, the shouting of the participants and not absolute control of anything, just surrender, you are here. Gonza chose to close his eyes and hope for the best, not to see what's coming, only to feel like he was floating in a vacuum where it was safe. Four minutes and the game is over, Jor with a smile covering her entire face and says, "shall we go back?" To which I say to her: "Lets go to the Baile de las Tazas? ( the Dance of the Cups) "Ok," she replies the curlers carrier!, who would never refuse to anything in the park (except going back to the Samba or horror games) into an amusement park. Incredibly, Jor is more afraid of a silicone doll  with a plastic fake knife that suddenly appears above in a car, than a freefall at 80km/h.


We arrived at the Baile de las Tazas and joy was in the air, we laughed uncontrolably as the game went on, to the point that we had no control over our cup. To Gonza it was one of the top momments of the day, smooth, fun and full of smiles, but most important: he did not feel he was going to die!. To wrap up a perfect morning this was great, so we head to the foodcourt to grab a bite, but only a small bite, since the day had more to offer!

After lunch we needed, or at least Gonza to go on with something easy, if there were such things… Jor gave in, not too happy, but we went on to the Mirror Room, Salón de los Espejos, where you see yourself completely distorted and it is impossible not to give into laughs and jokes while taking "selfies" and then we moved into the Barco Pirata (pendular hanging Pirate Boat) and the traditional Autos Chocadores, crashing cars where Gonza was enjoying and Jor looked at him with an evil eye asking for more speed and adrenaline. 


Tired from shaking, the heat, the full adreanaline day, the body asked for a rest, but Jor would not leave the Park without going into one of her favorites, El Desorbitado, Out of Orbit, a tube type place where people sit side by side on both sides, so back to back, you get strapped in, (which already through Gonza away cause he knows what that means!), and it goes up and starts to swirl insane, on its one axis, then stopping leaving you head down, then again, then again! Gonza said, "no thank you", and went to a boys game, Counterstrike, a sort of electronic paintball, while Jor went on and had a personal combo of Desorbitado Boomeran + Desorbitado, with no break in the middle…


When we met again, we decided we had it for the day and by 4 o'clok we decided to leave the premisses of the Park. Jor was exhausted of so much adrenaline and Gonza happy since he had survided torture  and it had ended. 


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