Day at the fair

Things in Hawaii are, a little different. You think you know this already and are prepared for most things, but sometimes you come across stuff and say, "What?!" For instance, most places have county fairs, which have a small carnival, competitions, animal auctions, etc, and it lasts for at least a week or two. Since the island of Oahu falls under the "city and county of Honolulu," it's not quite as practical (especially since we also host the state fair). So what do we get? the "Farm Fair!" As far as I can tell, it consisted of about 30 food booths, some plants, 4 cattle, 8 hogs, 10 sheep, 4 rabbits, 4 chickens, and the 2nd most pathetic assemblage of kiddie carnival rides I've ever seen. My daughter loved it. Guess where she got her dancing "skills." That's right, baby. I've got rhythm, and so do my daughters.



The identities of the animals have been cleverly disguised to protect them from certain embarrassment. As soon as they have been eaten, however, I'll try to post their names.

And the ubiquitous pony ride. Even the damn miniture pony wants to hide its identity.

Do I always wear jeans and boots in the summer in Hawaii? No, but I wasn't about to go to a veritable petting zoo in flip-flops, and I need new sneakers. Lame, I know. But since I have the freakish ability to be largely unbothered by a wide range of temperatures, I didn't give a rat's ass.