Our Day Out

It was a Friday night and my friend and I were watching television when an advertisement came up saying that Alton Towers had opened six new rides: three roller coasters two water slides and a one hundred-foot high big wheel. It sounded great and we weren’t doing anything one Monday so we thought we would go that, when all the children would be back at school. To night we were planing on going to the cinema and watch one of the new releases “Enemy At the Gate.”

It was Sunday mourning Henry and I were talking about how good the film was last night. “Can you remember the bit were the sniper guy shot the piece of string”

“Yeah that was the best part of the whole film.” We then started talking about the rides we were going to go on tomorrow. Henry really wanted to go on the new roller coasters but I really, really wanted to on the big wheel. All the boys were talking about it at school so therefore I thorough it would be great, but then Henry asked me how we were going to get their.

For the next hour we were trying to plan how we were going to get there. We wrote it down and decided on the following.

“Get up at six o’clock and catch a bus at half past six down to the train station and get on the train to Stafford and the a taxi to the theme park. The train tickets cost seventeen pounds thirty pence. If the train was on time we should arrive at Alton towers at nine o’clock and have a fantastic time for eight hours.

If we did this we would only get seven hours sleep and we would be tired. After only getting five of the seven hours sleep I was very tired. We awoke at six o’clock as plan and caught the bus on time and all was going well until we got on the train and met the train conductor. “Were your tickets lads.” The conductor asked. We said that we thought we were able to buy them now, but because of some complications we had got to get of at the next stop. Henry and I were quite upset but the conductor was very nice to us and said that we wouldn’t have to pay the two fifty pound fines for not having our tickets with us.

Henry and I got off the train bought our tickets, which cost ‘an arm and a leg.’ We luckily only had to wait ten minutes for our train.

After all the hustle and bushel at and on the train I decided to try and get a few hours sleep to make up for all the hours I lost last night. I don’t now how but I manage to sleep the rest of the journey.

When we got off the train Henry and I whet for a McDonalds but there was such a big que we decided to go to one of the small sandwich shops along one of the high streets

We then got a taxi to Alton Towers it was a very nice journey were we travelled most of it through the countryside. We arrived in a huge car park. There were lots of marshals telling people were to park but because we were in a taxi we went straight to the entrance gates. There were lots of little boys who were just as excited as and they were running around like ‘headless chickens.’ The first ride we went to was called the Oblivion. It is meant to be one of the scariest rides in the park but it is the first ever-vertical roller caster in the world. As the train climb the hill my heart started to beat quickly when we got to the top I heard the voice (like on the television advertisement) and on the last world the train fell. I closed my eyes. My heart stopped. It was over in seconds. “That was great” Henry said .I remained quiet.

The day was coming to an end. Henry had been on all his rides but I hadn’t been on the big wheel

Henry and I had a row and I walked off. I went to Que. for the big wheel but when I got there there was a huge Que. So I decided not to bother and I was getting anxious about finding before the pack shut. I was walking around the park when I heard a loud speaker saying ‘the park is closing please find your way to the nearest exit. I was getting worried because I didn’t now were he was. I went back to the place were I last saw him but the marshals said that he will be most likely be waiting for me in the car park. I went to the car park and he wasn’t there. There was nothing more I could do so I got in a taxi and went home. I got off the train and I decided to wait for the next one to see if he was on that one. I thought it would be unlikely because I had the tickets. The next train came the doors open I didn’t see him get off but then I saw him standing there looking around. “Where the bloody hell have you been?”

“I hid in the bogs so the conductor wouldn’t see me”

“You clever git”

We got home and never said any thing about getting lost.