The county fair on filmWednesday, August 22, 2012
The county fair is nowhere near as amazing as I remember. When I was younger I would make little countdown calenders to the fair. I'd save my every penny in a little bank labeled "fair money" so I could buy all the shaved ice, strombolis and fart bombs possible. I was in 4H from the time I was old enough up until I was 17. Fair was basically the highlight of life, nothing was more fun. Visiting the fair now is strange. It's foreign to me.
Strange feelings of nostalgia aside, we had a blast. He's not allowed to ride any rides so we just ate lots of cotton candy and enjoyed making friends with all the animals. I think Kevin, my nephew and I would all be in agreement* that the goats were the best. We even went through the goat barns twice. They were so sweet. One even spent a few minutes licking our hands. Someday when we have some more property I think Kevin and I need some pet goats.
*Did you know that "agreeance" isn't a word? What?! I had no idea. Now I'm curious what other sort of made up words I've been using for all these years!!