Local Carny

When we first arrived in America, we went to the Maryland State Fair with our buddy Alana.  I had been surprised to see they had 'circus freaks' on show for fair tokens.  I'd thought they were an 1800s kind of thing.  One of the highlights at that fair was a squealer race, racing piglets on their own miniature race track.  We enjoyed wandering through the produce, flower, pie, and jam competitions, and tasting local honey.  Funnel cakes and candy floss, face painting and corn dogs.  We were new to America and looking for the American experience.  And we got it.  Not that these things aren't available elsewhere in the world. They are.  But this was all done with an American accent.

Jbird spontaneously took me on a surprise date to the Monroe County Fair this weekend.  I have been feeling stuck inside with my books all week and it was time we made use of the car we've been lent, it was a treat.  We went on the ferris wheel and the tornado for a dollar a piece.  We had pineapple whip and country style lemonade (aka: cordial).  We sat and people watched, spotting cowboy boots and screaming toddlers, as well as Miss Monroe County Fair stuffing her face with fair food.  Everybody was stuffing their face with fair food.  Then we finished the night off at the derby.  What more fun could you ask for than watching beat up old cars purposefully ram into each other until they can't move any more?  It was loud, adrenaline fuelled, and exhilarating.