I'm pretty sure that this is the first ferris wheel I rode. I rode it more than once under social pressure from peers, but I didn't like the way my stomach turned coming down from the top. Sickening.
Yesterday, Tom and I walked through the Park, which always makes me feel like a ten-year old, and sat on a bench watching the ferris wheel. It creaked. Yay, verily, it screeched as it turned. This does not build confidence in the equipment. That ferris wheel must be a hundred years old and it sounds like it.