Ever got sick at a fairground? Share your experiences

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I remember when I was 14 I was at a small carnival fair with my cousin, and then some girls from school came along and asked if we wanted to go on a ride with them. I didn't know what sort the ride was, and so I just went on it on a whim. But then I was worried when I found it was one where you are enclosed in this big ball-shaped thing what spins round so fast you get stuck to the walls. When I got off I felt so sick. My friends and my cousin were all right. My friends asked if I wanted to walk around and go on more rides with them, but I said I didn't feel well, and I had to get my cousin to walk me home. On the way my cousin kept talking to me and I felt too sick to talk back. I sat on a bench and was almost sick but wasn't, then I started to feel better all of a sudden. But by then I was soaking wet from cold sweat from trying hard to fight off the nausea. From then on I've always been more careful what rides I choose to go on, and if I'm not sure what it is, I ask the carny or whoever else operates the rides, if the ride goes round.

Share your fairground nausea and sickness stories!

I was about 34 when I took a couple of girls to the fair.
We went on this traditional ride where the three of us sat sit in this round cup thing that spun independently of the whole ride that was also spinning.
I might have been able to cope except that because I was with two beautiful young women, the fairground attendant felt the need to enhance the girls experience by choosing our car to spin around and around even faster than it would have gone anyway.
I felt sick for three days after that.

I have never gotten sick on carnival rides. But even as a kid I was usually too chicken to go on the wilder ones, anyway.
But now that I'm an adult I really don't enjoy the least bit of "motion discomfort" - not just the nausea which I don't normally get, but the high speed and disorientation and lack of control. A couple of years ago I went down a waterslide that was more intense than I thought. It was sealed up and pitch dark so I couldn't even see what was up ahead, which made it even worse, and I couldn't slow down. I blasphemed quite a bit (Omigodomigodomigod!!), my mother said she could even hear me from outside, and when I got to the bottom I was laughing hysterically like I had gone psychotic. I recovered quickly and my mom and I had a good laugh about it, but I won't be doing that again.

Most of the gentler, slower rides are only for kids. I don't think that's fair at all because there's not usually much else to do if you're an adult. Except waste your money to win a worthless cheap toy at the games. I can't even go on the merry-go-round with the horses and what's a trip to a carnival without that?