People glide out of the hydroslide that twirls like a snake. They scream with laughter. The queue twists down the stairs to the bottom. The light that tells you when to go was flashing on and off.The warm water rushes down my legs as I sit at the top of the hydroslide.
The smell of rotten eggs wafted up my nose. goosebumps were bulging out of people's skin when they were walking around. the trees swaying in the wind. People eating the mouth watering fish and chips.
The sparkling white snow on the hills. The sound of boats horns. The cold wind on my chest. The dark sky above me.