It's nice to go on a pleasant journey.There is, however, a very difficult question concerningthe other half of the ticket ...
by warily eyed the entrance, a room fashioned from a side-show booth. A rough red curtain concealed the inside. Over the doorway, in crude dark blue paint, was lettered, "Journey Home." Behind the doorway was a large barnlike structure, newly painted white, where Jenkins did his planning, his building, and his finishing. When he sold a new ride it was either transported from inside the building through the large, pull-away doors in back or taken apart piece by piece and shipped to the park or carny that bought it.
"Six thousand's a lot of money," the buyer said.
"Just try it," Jenkins told him.
The buyer shrugged. "O.K.," he said. "Let's go in." They walked through the red curtain. Inside the booth-entrance was a soft-cushioned easy-chair, also red, secured firmly in place. It was a piece of salvage from a two-engine commercial airplane. A helmet looking like a Flash Gordon accessory-hair drier comb
A ride inventor is trying to sell his latest invention to a carnival owner. The owner insists on trying the ride himself, and the inventor naturally agrees. But the ride doesn't move. The ride is all in your head.
An imaginative story with a fairly predictable ending, but the writing is good and it kept my interest.