Fairground Attraction
The fairground holds a strange attraction to children and adults alike. Is it the lights? Or perhaps the exhilarating shrieks of fellow fair-goers? I think it is the invigorating experience felt by each individual. Yesterday I lived through a rather energising experience similar to attending a fairground. I commuted on the Gautrain for the first time since it launched in 2011. Walking from the parking area to the entrance of the Sandton station with my husband, I felt like a little girl again. Suddenly I had two golden locks hanging on each side of my head, holding his hand in admiration. I looked at him as I jogged to keep up with his strides. I was proud to have him by my side and felt safe because I knew he always knew best and what to do next. Clutching my bag underneath my arm, I walked through the turnstile after swiping the access card, holding my breath as I could see how those glass sliding doors would cut me in half if I didn't walk fast enough. Once through