One of the things which had drawn us to the pier was the promise of fireworks at 9 pm, and we might have been more alert to when they were happening if we actually knew when that would be. I don't have a watch, though, and if bunny_hugger had one I didn't notice. I wasn't watching for it, anyway. But in any case as near as we could determine there wasn't any fireworking. It's possible we were too self-absorbed to notice; it may have alternatively been that the nagging threat of thunderstorms made responsible people nervous about setting off fireworks. You know how touchy these people who work around explosives get at sudden and unpredictable bursts of millions of volts of electric potential for some reason.
But another attraction was the promise that somewhere on the pier was an antique carousel, this being another of her interests. All we had to do was locate it. There was clearly no carousel on Casino Pier, so we walked down to find the other pier, which opened up into a respectable-looking arcade with a carousel as the centerpiece. We hopped on happily, and this looked good, although it was also clearly not an antique. Fiberglass only goes back so far. It seemed odd that this might be the carousel my father had told me about, but it was possible too. Fiberglass has to become antique sometime, doesn't it?
But past that ride we walked out onto the other pier to look around rides we didn't have tickets for and for which our wrist straps would have been inadequate anyway. There were several roller coasters here, including another Wild Mouse actually dubbed a Mighty Mouse here; there was also a roller coaster which promised five gees in a loop which looked to us like it wasn't actually attached to the track around it. There also weren't any people riding it, so we couldn't see how, if at all, this fit together. What really drew my attention was the sign outside it which attempted to brag about the construction of the roller coaster. The thing is, the sign was broken into horizontal lines with other messages interlaced to it. My theory was the sign was meant to rotate around several messages, but it had broken down, and the signs were mixed together. We hoped we would hang around long enough to see the ride in action.
Trivia: The International Olympic Committee officially warded the 1920 Olympics to Antwerp in its meeting at Lausanne on 5 April 1919, barely sixteen months ahead of games which normally required four years to prepare. Source: Encyclopedia of the Modern Olympic Movement, Editors John E Findling, Kimberly D Pelle.
Currently Reading: The Arms of Krupp, 1587-1968, William Manchester.