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Dramamine at the Fair?ne will help with some of the rides at the fair?

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This is a little off the subject, but do any of you guys know if Dramamine at the Fair?

I am bring my little ones to the fair and while I did not have trouble with rides as a kid, I do know as I approach 40.

Will anything like this help?

thanks

Hitman

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I will stop the sea head after, but not the willies during.

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Pick up some Meclezine (spelling?) at a local drug store. You can get it over the counter. It works fairly well.

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It is not the

"willies"

As much as it is that sick feeling.

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Come on Hit, nothing impresses the kids like Dad hurling.

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C -man --

Not gonna do that, but I do feel like it.

Ick.

Makes me wait on the cheese curds, I'll tell you that.

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The curds would give it great texture though!! What fun is it if you don't hurl?

Are you talking about the rides at the State fair, or Valleyfair?

Cause if the state fair rides make you blow chunks I would like to see you at the valley fair.

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I would highly recommend the dramamine. You can get a generic chewable type that is non-drowsy, and is cheaper. We buy it in the big bottle. It should help with the nausea created by spinning rides, and rides that sway you back and forth.

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The curds would give it great texture though!! What fun is it if you don't hurl?

Are you talking about the rides at the State fair, or Valleyfair?

Cause if the state fair rides make you blow chunks I would like to see you at the valley fair.

Actually I find the State Fair rides much worse. They are confined to the space of an 18 wheeler, so most of them just flip you over and spin like a top.

I have much more trouble with those than the Monster Coasters or Big Air rides at ValleyFair, in fact those are a piece of cake.

Just thought of a good new Topic

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Chaos at Valley fair is pretty rough for the spins.

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You'd have to overdose me on Xanax to get me on any of those rides. I'm a whimp when it comes to that stuff.

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I have learned at como park on thet strawberrie spining thing that my daughter can handle alot more than I can. The look on her face spining and spining us haunts me to this very day!!

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Hitman, I use scopalamine patches. There great for ocean sickness and I used one a few years back at Disney and went on all the rides with my kids.It works great.They cost about $7.00 and work for three days. DrJ.

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Guys -- I think the dramamine helped and I made it through.

I am N OT as young as I used to be. I might even start watching the "Wheel"

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