It’s been several weeks since I’ve been able to devote some time to a Write Anywhere venue. Life has been full of responsibility, some illness and seriousness as of late. It’s caused a bit of a creative funk and Ye Olde Blog has been neglected.
I needed to shake myself from holding the magnifying glass over my problems and look at the world in a positive light. This week I found just the place.
Write Anywhere #54: State Fair
I headed out on a beautiful sunny day to the State Fairgrounds. My mission: find some writing inspiration. I found plenty. The sights, sounds, and smells of the fair revived my drooping spirits and gave me some fun ideas for writing prompts.
There were lots of traditional activities like amusement rides, games, concerts, barrel-racing, 4-H projects and a petting zoo to name a few. But it’s not your mama’s state fair anymore.
Texting was actually the most popular activity: fair-goers, workers, security personnel. A worker driving a golf cart while texting almost hit an elderly couple. Oh, BTW NEVER TEXT AND DRIVE! Even if it’s a golf cart.
But if you must use your phone at the fair, they have an app for that. You can download the State Fair app to find your favorite ride, concert times, food concessions, buy tickets, peruse the Fair Pinterest boards and even find where you parked your car.
You come across some unusual booths and products at the fair, but this year you can even get your DNA put in the national database or watch veterinarians perform surgery on livestock in the surgical suite. Progress marches on.
People-watching is one of my favorite things to do, and being one anonymous person in a crowd lets me study human behavior to my heart’s content.
Generations of farm families strolled together. Groups of brightly decorated Muslim hijabs bobbed along in the crowd among Amish starched white stiff caps, cowboy hats and bandanas. Bikers and blue-haired ladies gathered together to watch a barker guess someone’s weight.
There was one thing just about everyone at the fair had in common. It was a beautiful and strange patchwork of the best of what is America: an egalitarian pursuit of happiness in the form of buying mass quantities of junky food.
And junky food there was. The myriad ways food vendors can employ deep fryers makes the mind spin. There were traditional corn dogs, Indian tacos, funnel cakes, burgers and fries. For the more adventurous the menu offered fried cheese curds, fried candy bars, and deep fried oreos. And then there were the crazy-time foods.
I went semi-traditional with my indulgence of a red velvet funnel cake with cream cheese icing. It was as huge, messy and as good as it looks.
The day was a lot of fun but I do have one suggestion for fair planners: they might want to re-think backing the food concession midway to the beef barns. The fragrance was not all that appetizing. But neither is fried butter, so go figure.
Where did you write this week?