The fun fair

The Huband and I braved an Iranian funfair yesterday. It wasn't nearly as bad as I was expecting - a typical third world experience!

We had to queue up and buy tickets for each individual ride (and yes, each one was priced differently!), and then queue up for our rides. The first ride was a boat ride - you know the pirate ship type thing that swings. As we got on, the man said something along the lines of "don't be scared". An odd comment to make, I thought, considering that the ride is no different to other pirate ship rides. Once the ride started, I realised what he meant. The first few swings were so squeaky that even a lorry load of WD40 couldn't have fixed it! Once the ride was in full swing, the noise went away (thank God!)

The next ride was similar, except that it swung us 360 degrees as well as swinging from side to side.

The caterpiller ride was the funniest though. We waited in queue and watched the ride in action before going on. The ride had to stop every 3-4 minutes as the women's chadors were flying out of control! As annoying as it was to have the ride stop so often, it was good to see the ride operators taking this seriously, and making people aware that their clothing could get stuck in the machinery.