The Great Big Stomach Churner

I feel like I'm gonna throw up.

Tonight was the wrap party at Disney Quest on the lot in Downtown Disney. It's basically five floors of video games, none of which could be called state-of-the-art, but most of which could be called fun.

After a few speeches, we were given gift bags, which included a Hannah Montana sweatshirt and a beautiful plaque, plus a little spending money. Very cool. Then I hung out with Josh Plotnick (The Great Tour Elf). We played a bunch of old school games like DigDug and Frogger. Eventually I was yanked away to check out some rides with Iggy.

So far so good.

The trouble came when we decided to design our own rollercoaster on the virtual Space Mountain ride. We designed one with tons of loops, barrel rolls, jumps and speed boosts. Somehow it still only got a 3 out of 5 Thrill Rating. Then we got to actually ride what we designed in a car that rotated, flipped upside down and jolted side to side. This made me feel a little queasy.

Honestly, I can't quite explain why we did what we did next.

We decided that we wanted to make a ride with a Thrill Rating of 5. So we threw in some nasty loops, a waterfall jump and even made the car break through a wall at one point. Somehow this still only garnered a Thrill Rating of 4. Whatever. Good enough. Iggy and I jumped into the car.

I want to re-stress that I have the flu and shouldn't have even left my hotel room.

Well. There was a discernible difference between a 3 and a 4. This time around was a relentless, stomach-churning nausea-thon.

We disembarked, and I nearly disembarfed. I held it together, but felt totally "off" for the rest of the night.

The whole bus ride home was like Mr. Toad's Wild Ride through Seafood Queaseville.