This is a caterpillar rollercoaster, I believe. Max rode it twice at a fair in the park. We were the first people to the fair, which really gets going at nightfall, but who can wait until nightfall? So we hopped the Plaza del Valle bus, got into town, and waited while the carnies carefully unwrapped the cars, buffed them, and set to hammering and tightening bolts along the track. When they finally finished, Max jumped in. He was the only one on the ride, but he didn't care. Around him, Oaxaca was slowly waking up and thinking about heading toward the twinkling lights and the popping firecrackers.
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