Beaumaris Eye...

...Kind of like the London Eye.

Only Not Quite :-)

I (having pretty much the same relationship with heights as Michael Parkinsons one with Emu) agreed to join family members on this instrument of torture.

Six times we soared over the top.
SIX.

I think the man operating the switch forgot us.
Four times we collected our wobbly belongings to disembark at the bottom, only to find ourselves sailing upwards once more, to the delight of the youngest generation.
'TOP CAR', was yelled, with extended fist pulled downwards.
Six times!

Yeah :-/

We wondered whether we might be found as skeletons, still revolving years hence.

The image is Beaumaris Castle, from said 'Eye'.

Nice views.

If eyes were open.