slides at the tate
I launched myself down the enclosed corkscrew tube, feeling like a fish in a bowl as I peered through the tube’s clear plastic top at people staring at my descent. The welding along the structure’s joints painlessly whacked my back, adding another dimension to the feeling of plummeting through space. Twelve seconds later, after traveling a curving 182-foot route down the 43-foot drop, I was shot out of the slide and onto a black pad, exhilarated and out of breath.
London’s Tate Gallery is hosting five metal slides that sound like a heck of a lot of fun.