|Coney Island at Night
||[Aug. 11th, 2007|10:29 am]
International Bon Vivant and Raconteur
Thursday night I went to Coney Island for a friend's birthday celebration. I'd never been there at night before. All my previous visits were day trips, and I'd usually leave as the sun started to go down. Coney Island at night is quite different from Coney Island during the day.
In fact, it's a little bit better. In the dark, you can't see how shitty and run-down everything is. With the parachute drop lit up in red and Astroland Park lit up like a Christmas tree, it's actually quite beautiful.
We didn't ride the Cyclone this time, but we did go on the bumper cars (the one in Astroland Park, not the one near Stillwell that plays disco and has all the flashing lights). It was my first time doing the Coney Island bumper cars -- and maybe even my first time doing bumper cars ever, I can't recall. It's a lot of fun, but it's also the meanest game ever. Turning the wheel, aiming at another car and stepping on the "gas," I felt like a New York City taxi driver. Maybe that's where they take their road tests.
I have long legs, like really long, so I banged up my right knee pretty good. I always hurt my knees at Coney Island, whether it's in a bumper car or being thrown around on the Cyclone. Coney Island isn't made for people of my height, and it would kill someone like pgtremblay.
Also, it was more crowded than I imagine it would normally be on a weeknight because there were a ton of people there to see a show at Keyspan Park. Some hipster robot band called Daft Punk that I'd never heard of before. Whatever. We managed to get on the subway home just before the show let out, thank goodness. I can't deal with hipsters.
I imagine hipster robots are even worse.