The fair rolls on but my marathon is over. I was here 51 hours in four days. I walked more than 30 miles. I milked two goats, won one goldfish and walked away with two second-places ribbons. In one contest, there were two competitors and in the other there were three.
I’m glad it’s over and so are my wife and my kitty. But it was fun. I loved hanging with the goats. And winning a Minion and my very own fish wasn’t so bad either. I hear people talk about how they don’t really care about the fair and how it’s the same old thing each year. Not me. I love it. I love the chance to do things I wouldn’t otherwise get to do. I love learning about the people. I don’t think I’ll ever get tired of it.