At dusk, while there's still some light in the sky, the neon and the bulbs of the fair come alive. I just pointed my Canon at these lights and quickly took the pictures. I expected a lot more blur on them.
When i get to the bottom, I go back to the top, or something like that. It's symbolic of mankind's struggle to build higher and closer to god or perhaps just some men putting up a ride to sell tickets for.
A collection of some more images from this summer's fun fair: Taken about six in the morning when the fair was deserted and a little bit creepy.