Foot long phallic beverage

A morbid curiosity surrounds Coney Island. My morbid curiosity. Sunshine, 50 year old amusement rides, clams, carnies, dirty beach, home of the World Championship Hot Dog Eating Contest (and it's giant LCD countdown) - how many more reasons did I need? Just one: Coney is being demolished to make way for a new 'rich young thang' seaside getaway. More apartments, anyone?

Take Brighton, take Blackpool (they don't even have nice weather), but please don't take Coney. I still have concussion from the world's scariest rollercoaster. Or perhaps it was the foot long pina coladas.

The aforementioned ahem's.

No, it's not Guantanamo. It's the line-up for The Cyclone - a very old rollercoaster, now designated National Trust landmark.