Amusement parks of my youth were not the fancy showcases of technology and steel that they are these days. I spent more than a few wasted afternoons at Adventureland and if there was any ambiance to speak of it was the slow-moving smell of America decaying that seemed to define the place for me. If there are invisible cockroaches, they are sourced from inside Adventureland’s haunted house.
Tomorrow’s Sciencemaster Adler strip is locked and loaded for Friday! See you then.