Jackson Kealoha made his way down the fairway, taking in the sights of the carnival as he walked.  He was like a kid, smiling and excited about finally making it.  It had taken him three months and a few thousand miles, but now that he was there it had all been worth it.  He grabbed a hot dog and a coke as he strolled, enjoying the excitement and liveliness of the place.  It seemed to have all sorts of attractions and Jax was looking forward to seeing them all.<br/><br/>Before long he found himself standing in front of a teacup ride. The lights were out and a small 'out of order' sign was hung from it.  Most folks walked by without paying it any attention, but curiosity got the better of him and without thinking anything of it he pulled his Leatherman from his pocket and began to tinker with the machine.  Within a few minutes he'd found the source of the trouble and tweaked the machine bringing it back to life.<br/><br/>As the lights flickered back to life it gave Jax a sense of satisfaction.  It wasn't a terribly popular ride, he was sure, but in its own little way it brought a little more fun to the place.