Ah, it's mid-October. Time to send all the students off to the greater Charlotte metro area (1 in 3 UNC students is from the Charlotte area) for a long weekend.
And time for the Kirk family to engage in a time-honored tradition: the annual trip to the State Fair. Opens tomorrow, fifteen minutes down the road in Raleigh. As I type on State Fair opening day eve, there are thousands of pigs and horses and chickens and rabbits and antique John Deer tractors their associated owners driving in from all across the state to display their wares.
Last year the surprise of the trip was Davis discovering rides...at $3 a pop, it wasn't the most pleasant surprise. This year, we're playing it smart: advance ticket sales at the local mall.
Tomorrow night at this time, I'll be un-pleasantly over-stuffed with fried State Fair goodness, I will have most likely been exposed to any number of farm-animal-induced bacteria, our kids will be psycho-over-stimulated-wired-up from lights and sounds and rides, and I'll be glad to participate once again in this particular slice of Americana...even amidst the craziness and anxiety of all that's going on on Wall Street.
1 comment:
the only place on the planet where they can put the words "fried dough" in flashing lights and you respond "mmm, that sounds good!"
enjoy!
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