The closest I came to that recently was a few weeks back when I spent the afternoon on a deep sea fishing boat (not too far out ... I could still see the coast) and tried to walk again on land afterwards.
But I distinctly remember those late afternoons spent at the Casino Roller Rink (or, more rarely, at the Mt. Gretna Roller Rink) ... and despite never increasing my skill level to being able to perform for judges or anything (heck ... I couldn't even back skate), I did have a grand old time going around and around and around and around while my step-sister who was "babysitting" made out with her boyfriends in the dark corners. I only stopped to occasionally play the video game in the concession stand area (or, if really lucky, getting to concess at that stand [note: I know that's not how you're supposed to say it ... but why not? If you understood what I meant when you read it ... then that's half the battle]).
Walking funny and trying not to fall on the way out the door because your sneakers didn't have stoppers on the front of them at the local Casino (no alcohol was involved!), you are missed.
IN CASE YOU WANT TO BRING SKATING BACK:
http://www.rawmeatvancouver.com/learning-to-roller-skate/
WHY ARE THEY "CONCESSION" STANDS ANYWAY?:
http://www.reddit.com/r/etymology/comments/2uc74r/how_did_snacks_and_drinks_at_sporting_events_come/
THE SOURCE OF THE PHOTO (AND A BUZZFEED I UNDERSTAND ALL TOO WELL):
http://www.buzzfeed.com/lebanonfury/you-may-have-grown-up-in-lebanon-pa-during-the-1-ctne
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