Friday night, we went to the Tri-State Fair with one of our favorite couples.
We walked, and talked, and people-watched, and ATE. I now fully understand
the meaning of the phrase, "too much of a good thing". I'd never truly had
fair food before, so I was determined to try as much as I could.
However, I was only able to tackle a funnel cake, curly fries, curly
potatoes, cheese on a stick, and fried Oreos before my body begged me to
stop.
We fell victim to the melodious charms of one
of the carnies. He managed to swindle several handfuls of tokens from
the guys in only a few short minutes. Our big, strong men managed to win their "fair ladies" a turtle and lion. (For the record, I love my turtle. Right now he's sitting on my printer watching me type. I still haven't named him. Paul thinks he looks like a 'Squishy'. And technically, the carnie didn't call the guys big and strong...he called them weenies...repeatedly! He also said they threw like girls. I took offense to that, since I was the one who hit the most plates!!! lol )
We also rode the coolest roller-coaster ever. It was a tilt-a-whirl cart on top of a roller-coaster track. Every time we'd whip around a corner we'd spin around. It was AWESOME. I didn't have any troubles until the end. Apparently we had our heaviest passenger (NOT me) right at the CG (center of gravity for you non-engineers). When we came around the last corner we spun, and spun, and spun, and spun... I just knew all that fried food was going to make an reappearance. Eventually we did stop, and the men lifted us out of the cart because we were too drunk on g-forces to stand.
In spite of the expense and nausea, it was a
lot of fun. I've never really enjoyed the fair before, but we had a terrific time and I think it was the beginning of a new tradition!
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