The carousel I rode many times as a child, in Santa Monica.
What memories of being a little girl!
And now, as an adult, and a "mature" adult, I am going back.
After all these years in Italy (well over 25, and less than 50 ; ), going back to L.A. is STILL a "I can't believe I am going!" experience. Every time I get there, see my parents who come to get me at the flyaway in Van Nuys, I am still emotionally moved by this "new" experience! It is something that is unexplanable, something that you do over and over, year after year, and yet, it seems so unbelievable every time.
Here is the glorious carousel I rode as a child, at the beach, Santa Monica. I was here with a friend a couple of years ago, and this is the picture. I don't remember the colors being so vibrant as a child, but it is still here, and that is what matters.