One Fair Day
The Labor Day tradition in my family has been to attend the State Fair for as long as I can remember. Although my mom was out of town and my dad was working, I was happy that I could continue the tradition with some good friends. After an "early" start (10:30am) of shopping and lunch, my friends and I began our fair experience by searching for a parking spot. Last year, I was tipped off to an area of free parking that was super close to one of the entrances. Apparently, over the space of a year a lot of other people have been tipped off to it as well. Needless to say, we had to walk a good distance just to get in so that we could walk some more. Once inside, we met up with a few friends and immediately made our way to the rides and games. Due to the outrageous prices (for me) and the fear of puking on the array of strange rides (my friends) we did nothing more than walk around and talk. Occasionally the talking took form of a foreign accent to try to persuade game screame...