I have fond memories of this fair. It's the first place I saw a pottery wheel demo and my addiction with clay began. I have memories of the prize winning canned goods, the quilts, the farm animals the 4H kids raised, the smell of funnel cakes and roasted corn, the crisp fall air, the sounds from the midway.....
What I don't remember is feeling like I was shoved into a sardine can with the rest of the human population on this planet. When did this fair get so crowded!? There were literally times when we could not move an inch for the crowds. It was the most people I have ever seen gathered in once place and it was kinda scary. I did not like it, not one little bit! Most of those people were eating anything fried. Including me.
Oh look, says I, Pottery!!! A safe haven!! I will like this place.
Oh, but how wrong I was. I didn't like this either. There was sooooo much pottery and about 1% of it was good. The rest of it looked like the shelves at the local community clay studio for beginner classes. It made my stomach hurt to look at all of that pottery and not enjoy the experience. Have I really lost my love of pottery or is there just too much of it?! I got out of there pretty quickly, something that seems odd for me. Usually I linger for a very long time if there is pottery to be seen.....
What I did like was the Funnel Cake. It you are a reader of my blog and you have a good memory, you will remember a post where I bitched about the funnel cake vendor making all the money at a festival I did, and how sad it was that people will spend their last dollars on a brief encounter with food, when they could buy a handmade craft that will last and last. Well, I was one of those that gorged on funnel cake and left the pottery where it was. I also ate a falafel pita and some ribbon fries, basically I could have just brought along a pint of grease and sipped on that! But when you are at a fair, the smell is unreal, your mouth just waters for that grease.
It's hard to find healthy food at the fair, but the corn roasters had it going on. Of course we didn't choose the healthy food exactly, although the falafel did have some veggies on it to soak up the grease.My weight watchers program took a backseat for the day!
This is how Gerry spent his birthday. His cake was deep fried and he wandered aimlessly for a few hours among way too many of the human population, 80% of which were overweight and gaining more as they walked along chewing on their turkey legs and fried twinkies.
We really did have fun, but we kept a good mental head and just went with the flow. It's not something I look forward to doing again, and I worry about this overcrowded unhealthy planet we are living on. Now if all of those people that we walked amongst could come together and do something positive and good it would be some awesome power, but they won't, they will just eat... in blissful ignorance.
Leaving was also an interesting experience. There were cars coming in and going out for miles and miles, backed up onto the interstate, traffic cops everywhere, not being paid to protect our cities and towns, but being paid to show stupid drivers the way to the fair so they could get a corndog!
Mercy! I'm ready to head back to the hills and never come out