After all, how could anyone else possibly handle the complex operation of carnival rides? Even we New Jerseyans aren’t experts on that. In my 19 years I’ve seen two separate swing rides fall right over like Christmas trees with too many ornaments.
This wasn't our fault though. That was a hurricane.
But I was pleasantly surprised with Thurtene. There were fun spinning rides and blinking lights and funnel cake with too much sugar- everything you could ask for.
There were even some things I couldn't see anywhere else, like the gorgeous art structures built by university students.
The secret society that puts it on even provided a sense of just enough secrecy and danger to make me feel at home.
Ominous, yet fun.
Truly, St. Louis can put on a mean carnival.