Yesterday, despite the wacky week of work we're experiencing, the girls and I snuck out and played hooky at the Spokane Fair. We've also concluded that Tuesday afternoons are the best time to go to fairs -- all the fun but none of the crowds. Poor Don stayed home and worked.
Saw this handsome spike buck on the way out.
At the fair, we started by touring the "bling" booths in the exhibit halls. What can I say, we have teenage daughters.
We passed a booth promoting atheism (interestingly, it was located three booths down from a Christian booth). "What I don't understand," noted Younger Daughter, "is Christians try to convert atheists because they believe they're saving them. Why are atheists trying to convert Christians?"
We went into a sort of petting zoo that had, besides the usual assortment of goats and sheep, some impressive longhorns, watusi, and other interesting and exotic breeds cattle.
Those watusi horns are not exaggerated in the photo -- they're massive. (I don't know who the little girl is.)
This youngster was having a fit of giggles as a goat reached for him.
In the livestock barn they had a camel. It's interesting to see one of these close up.
In one of the agricultural exhibit halls, they had tables with puzzles for those who needed to sit for awhile. I thought this was a splendidly thoughtful idea, and in fact the girls worked on this puzzle for a bit when we were tired of walking.
As evening approached, the food vendors got crowded. Fair food is famous for having "deep fried" everything (I seriously regret not photographing the vendor selling, no kidding, deep-fried lasagna), but this booth stopped me in my tracks. Glazed doughnut cheeseburgers? Seriously? (No, we didn't try one so perhaps we missed out on a spectacular taste experience.)
When the sun set, we walked onto the midway, the best time to admire the lights.
We saw crowds of Japanese schoolgirls wandering around the midway in the evening, having the time of their lives. It was fun to watch them experience this typically American event, chattering among themselves in Japanese but practicing their English with vendors and ride attendants with impeccable politeness. (The kids teased me that I took more photos than they did, though.)
I just love midway lights at dusk.
Older Daughter went on some of the rides. Here she's on the "Ali Baba."
That's her, raising her arms.
But much of what we did was just walk around and gawk, at both the lights and the wild rides.
There was one particularly horrifying ride appropriately called the "Freak Out." I say horrifying because I'm scared to death of zero-gravity sensation -- a serious phobia -- so carnival rides are like the "entertainment from hell" for me. I can't even handle a Ferris wheel because it comes down too fast.
This ride would take sixteen passengers and swing them back and forth (as well as rotate them) terribly high.
I don't think there's enough money on the planet to convince me to step foot on this thing. It was fascinating to watch, though, in a train-wreck sort of way.
We left sated with sights and grateful for the break from work.