High Ride

High Ride
Gröna Lund

We actually went on this ride. They gave us a little instructional speech beforehand, entirely in Swedish (I’m assuming they told us to hold on and not be stupid). My wife and daughter sat in one car and I rode with a young woman from St Petersburg. The scariest part was when we felt our car blowing sideways in the wind and realized the perilous thread by which we were suspended.