Today we are taking the kids to Oaks Park. It’s a small amusement park on the Willamette River in Portland. They have a small roller coaster, kid rides, a roller rink, old school arcade games on the midway, a small train that takes people around the park, and the Screaming Eagle, which turns you in a big circle as it swings you back and forth.
I don’t understand the need to have your guts turned inside out, but the kids love it, so we’re going. I just watch.
At one point in the 1920’s, little Portland had 4 amusement parks going simultaneously. That must have been something to see.