I grew up in town that most would call small. The state fair never came to it but usually a couple of times a year a carnival would come through. In middle school it was a big deal. I'd go as often as possible and then the awesomeness of it would wear off...no longer did i want to go to them. When I heard people talk about state fairs, i thought, 'ahhh no big deal'. Then I moved to Texas.
Wow. The state fair is a big deal hear. The first two years I thought about going but never did. It didn't seem like it was that important. This year I could no longer ignore the news stories. Chris and I went to the closing day of the Texas State Fair.
As you can tell by his handsome face, we were stoked! The last time he went he was nine. We set a few ground rules: 1. we'd share all of our snacks 2. we would not ride anything that would make us vomit 3. we had to take pictures to document the experience.
Ahh the Texas Star, the largest ferris wheel in the western world, I couldn't get the whole thing in one shot. It was so much fun!!! We saw sooo many pretty sights from the top. I loved it--we could see how busy everything was. We could check it the cotton bowl. I loved it! I loved it! I loved it!
We of course had a few snacks.
Alligator sausage, fried coke, and my personal favorite: donkey tail. Yes, that's right, a donkey tail. Picture it: an all beef frank, wrapped in cheese, wrapped in a tortilla, and deep fried to perfection. As the guy told us what it was, my face lit up! Next time Chris is in town, we're going to try to make our own. Hopefully it will be yummy!
We also really enjoyed people watching. One grandmother told her grandson, 'come on fat head. solid boy. come here!' in a very endearing tone. Did any of your grandparents call you solid or a fat head? Mine never did.
Chris & I didn't want to leave. We decided we needed to go to about seventy-five more.