During a
nice working day, our coach arrived at the adventurous park one and a half hour
later. 10:30am, the time was after starting the journey at 9:00am. The
eye-catching tourism attractions such as: London Eye, Big Ben and the Houses of
Parliament waved at us while we were sitting in the coach, and I therefore knew
an exploratory day was heading our way. Once our eyes caught sight of the
Thorpe Park logo and the rides’ billboards, we all screamed in excitement as if
we were to enter Heaven. The nervousness of exams was a complete irony of this.
A mixture of butterflies in my tummy and goose bumps in my body enlightened my
tired (of the journey) mood into enthusiasm. Our teacher instructed us, and we
made no mistake following it. Our bags had to be taken along with any valuables
and on we marched to leave the coach and be welcomed into this thrilling new
world...
As our
teacher waited in a queue of approximately thirty visitors, we were all, also
waiting in impatience. Some students talking to their friends, whereas others
were running around. I was left standing jumping up and down in exhilaration,
relying on my teacher to receive the tickets fast. Later, once we all gathered
around the teacher with the tickets, she gave each individual one ticket and a
map to share between one group. “You all have time for one ride, then you must
come here and wait to go into the workshop”, she told us all, directing her
fingers at the meeting point (which was near the ‘Crash Pad’).
Their turn
finished; our turn was next. Me and one of my friend rushed to the seats
targeting the middle section. This meant that the two other members of our
group had to sit on the side. After a check of the seat security we were all
ready for our warm-up, perhaps feeling a bit too nervous. With a slow start,
Vortex had begun to go extreme and swing us. It came down again. Then went up.
First five feet, then ten feet, then twenty feet. Up to sixty six feet high it
went! My heart pumping, beating faster than the speed of a cheetah. My blood
boiling in nervousness. Everybody screaming like a manic puppet being dropped
off a mountain. Was this a warm-up, or was this a punishment by God?
So next,
what happens when you are half tensed, half excited and in the middle of an
unfamiliar place? You get lost! Me and my group where now victimised by this
trap. With the time being 11:10am, we had only five minutes to re-unite with
our class and enter the workshop. It seemed impossible! And in fact, it was.
After a few minutes, we gave up trying to find our way ourselves and therefore
me and one of my friend continuously questioned every worker asking them for a
solution to our problem. With this, one of our friend even got lost trying to
find his way!
As well as
this, we were also taught that Thorpe Park now advertises themselves more on
social networking sites like Facebook and Twitter rather than on television.
This is because it is much more expensive (around one million pounds) to
advertise on T.V, whereas IM (instant messaging) sites are much more appealing
to the target audience (which are teenagers and adults) and cheaper.
Additionally, the ticket scanning machine
scans a customer’s age, name, gender and most importantly the place they bought
the ticket from. This is because when comparing these data types on a graph, it
could be a real help to compare it to the previous and (later on) the next year
to see if the business has dropped or increased since the time. The workshop
really helped me and other students understand how I.C.T plays a key role in
the whole business of theme parks. In this case; Thorpe Park.
Later, when
we were dismissed from an extremely helpful workshop, all the students rushed
out to be thrilled more of this extravagant and courageous beauty. Me and my
friends gained plenty of confidence and therefore ran off to Saw the Ride. With
immensity and self-reliance I walked out of the ride screaming “That was nothing.
Not enough to scare me!”. Carrying this egotism with me, my group of friends
seized all of the thrilling, enthralling, nail-biting rides. Colossus, Nemesis
Inferno and Swarm. I had the same thoughts on all of them that I had on Saw the
Ride earlier on. However, they were much more enjoyable and unforgettable.
After
realising that we were superciliousness with the previous rides, we picked our
head up, had a nice swallow, and looked up at the frightening Stealth. We stood
in the fifteen minutes queue waiting anxiously, but also convinced. As our turn
came next, one of my friend sat next to me in row four, while my other two
friends took a seat behind me. My heart was dropping, looking at the height,
laughing with a devil smile right in front of my face. “Okay its time...”, I
stare at my friend and whisper...
Thirty
minutes before our exit, I persuaded my friends to experience the Tidal Wave.
But before this, we were welcomed into the dark, fancy lighting yard of No Way
out. 4:25pm, we came out all soaked. Thanks to Tidal Wave. After drying
ourselves for a good five minutes, we rushed back to the exit and waited for
other students. Now, it was time to go home and make this reality-turned dream
into history. “Thank you very much Miss”, I showed appreciation politely with
pleasure.