Dragged the kids to the annual Western Washington State Fair in Puyallup in a poignant attempt to re-enact my own childhood. The Fair has not changed a whit in the last half century, as far as I can tell. Despite overstimmed senses, a good time had by all -- except for boarding the wrong shuttle bus at the end of the day! The experience, as usual, included:
Tourists lugging giganto stuffed critters through the dairy barn.
Abundant rednecks with attendant redneck humor.
Gaudily decorated games of skill and chance. Mostly chance.
Prize-winning livestock (pictured) and obscenely large pumpkins.
Super-sweet colorful snacks made to your order.
Total exhaustion.
