Colorful lights and electric atmosphere of the carnival at Mt. Trashmore.
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The traveling carnival with ferris wheel, the drop of death, the spider ride and all the upside-down, topsy-turvy, "I left my stomach at the top" rides, sets up shop to the delight of local kids and dismay of many adults. The night is electric, parking is scarce and the air is filled with happy and terrified screams of children and parents alike. Funnel cakes, cotton candy, peanuts, cokes and hot dogs will make stomachs ache later, but now no one cares. A breeze blows the colorful flags at the top of the attractions. Families large and small walk to and from the carnival. Here a teenage girl carrying a stuffed penguin, giggling coyly with the teenage boy whose prowess won the prize. There a little girl holding a gigantic purple monkey three times her size; her father trying to help her carry it as she proudly tells anyone who will listen, "My daddy hit the balls down for me!" Tired mothers carrying equally tired and fussy babies and fathers with sleepy but happy children draped across their shoulders head to the parking lot as others still wide awake with anticipation run to the carnival entrance. The lights of the carnival light up the city night, its electric atmosphere charging all those who enter its gates.
Submission to Lens Day for topic "electric". (end)
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