Lucky too perhaps, the Ferris Wheel was not working. I had bought the tickets and was all ready to brave the heights of the miniature wheel, but when we got on line, workers were working on the cables. It only took a few minutes of watching these low tech adjustments to steer the little over to the bouncy castles. I'll face my fears another day when the delicate workings are not laid bare.
Happily, bouncy castles and little for engines still pass muster with a six year old and there was a little money left over for an eggplant sandwich.