My First Memory Of The Central Wyoming Fair & Rodeo
As a kid growing up, the thing I looked forward to most in the summer’s was the Central Wyoming Fair and Rodeo. When I was little, there was nothing cooler than being able to hang out with my friends and family, eat a lot of junk food, and then throw it up after riding the Gravitron 5 times in a row. It was great! Because this was my favorite thing in the world, I spent a lot of time at the CWFR over the years, and made lots of memories there. This is my first.
I was 10 years old. I woke up in the living room of my parents’ house, along with my two cousins. We had a sleepover the night before, to prepare ourselves for the sheer excitement that the fair was sure to offer. We woke up early and could hardly contain ourselves throughout the rest of the day. Finally, the time came for us to go.
We quickly broke away from our parents and older siblings. We were, of course, big kids and could take care of ourselves. We proceeded to do this by riding every ride in the fair. Twice. Sometimes three times. By the fourth time we went on the Gravitron, Little Nicky was not feeling it. As the centrifugal force held my body to the ride, I could feel it coming. I tried to hold it in, but it was to no avail. Just like a scene from a movie, I threw up. On everything. And everybody. Because the ride was spinning so fast, my puke literally hit every single other person in the ride. It was like a blender of people, hot dogs, cheeseburgers, fries, and funnel cakes.
As the ride came to an abrupt end, I quickly wiped the remaining projectile from my face, and joined the rest of my comrades in asking ‘who puked???’ They never found out it was me, but I left a lasting impression on the Central Wyoming Fair and Rodeo.
Check out this video of the CWFR, and be sure to join the discussion and share what your first memory of the Central Wyoming Fair and Rodeo was.