The Horse Fair (final one)
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The horse fair was a strange mixture of worlds. Here I (an American) was wading through a muddy field, dodging kicking horses and poop with the most picturesque people in Ireland, but the real madness existed on the outskirts of the field. It was on the side streets that crowds crowded into street markets... that a traveling amusement park played thumping music... where teenage boys threw firecrackers... where psychics read cards... and where scams and back alley deals were made. The following picture is of a 'three card monte' game taking place in the middle of a market. If you look.... you can see my friend S's camera in hand ready to take a picture, and a guy keeping lookout for the police. It cost fifty EURO to play the game, and we saw several people loose their money in a matter of seconds. It is funny how you always know where the right card is until money is on the line.
I was only brave enough to take this one quick picture...
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The horse fair was a strange mixture of worlds. Here I (an American) was wading through a muddy field, dodging kicking horses and poop with the most picturesque people in Ireland, but the real madness existed on the outskirts of the field. It was on the side streets that crowds crowded into street markets... that a traveling amusement park played thumping music... where teenage boys threw firecrackers... where psychics read cards... and where scams and back alley deals were made. The following picture is of a 'three card monte' game taking place in the middle of a market. If you look.... you can see my friend S's camera in hand ready to take a picture, and a guy keeping lookout for the police. It cost fifty EURO to play the game, and we saw several people loose their money in a matter of seconds. It is funny how you always know where the right card is until money is on the line.
I was only brave enough to take this one quick picture...
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3 Comments:
Haven't had the time to check out the site for the last little while, but the Ballinasloe fair pics took me back to when my daughter and I spent the day meandering about. It was amazing and wonderful and nothing like any horse show or fair I've ever been to in Canada or the US. I was told it was Ireland, and possibly the UK's oldest horse fair. An incredible experience that I hope to have again. Did you know that a red ribbon tied in the horse's tail means it's a kicker?
Trudy - I did not know that! Thanks for letting me know... I'll keep that in mind next time! My general game plan this time was to consider them all kickers... and to avoid the business end as much as possible.
humm, I like the sepia tones.
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