I don’t find anything nostalgic on those two photos. There was no ferris wheel in my home town where I spent my time when I was a child, nor I have no good memories about it. Just I find myself taking similar picture anywhere, anytime. Empty thing might be also a part of nostalgia.
Nothing has changed. Everybody’s on vacation and the town is going to be quiet. Only the old town is still crowded by roving people who is perhaps getting lost between past and now. Something is different, as if I were locked away in a tower somewhere, but nothing has changed.
I’m on a very short vacation at west Brittany just for walking in a drizzle to forget business days. Though I find the rainbow here and there more than 10 times a year but I couldn’t this time. A picture at the bottom was taken 1 month ago.