In the middle of absolutely nowhere, with a smattering of local kids and kindly looking ride operators.
It is show/ecca time back in Australia at the moment, and while there were no show bags (I would have LOVED to see what they put in a Kosovo show bag) or dagwood dogs (which would be even more dubious here than in Australia), it was still nice (and nicely surreal) to have a dose of the show, lost in the middle of Kosovo.
When my friend Rachael saw the pics she said the place looked like a Stephen King abandoned fair ground horror film set. Fair call, really. That mannequin lady was creepy. And maybe that gypsy man's smile was actually less cheerful and more chilling as he thought of all the foreigners' bodies he had secretly stashed in his caravan beside the dodgem car ride....
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