Okay, last week I tried the L.A. county fair for the first time in many years. I will admit that I screwed up, for the most part—no sunblock, no hat, didn’t map out a path back to my car. It was hotter than I had expected it to be. I had a free admission pass but had to pay for parking and ended up in a poorly marked lot with hundreds of other cars. I should have left myself a bread crumb trail or something.
Into the fair I went, found out that everything you want to play or ride in the carnival area costs far more than it should. Actually, almost everything at the fair costs more than it ought to, except for a bottle of water. They want four bucks just for an ice cream.
I managed to win two rather large stuffed animals which I must admit are quite nice. That doesn’t mean I won’t try to sell them.
I made the mistake of riding something that goes backwards, way too fast, and the music is deafening. I squeezed my eyes shut and temporarily rendered myself blind by the end of the ride.
I went on some truly lame haunted house ride–it was so hot inside that it felt more like a hell house–and somehow one of my stuffed jobbies got yanked out. I had to send the ride operator back inside to retrieve it for me. Good thing nobody was waiting for the ride. Something in there almost knocked my sunglasses off the top of my head as well. My bad for not having put them away first.
After a couple of hours or so, I was so hot and miserable that I decided to call it a day. I made the death march back out to the parking lot and could not find my car. Had it been cooler, I would have kept going and would have found it, but could not go on. I was already beet-red and sweating off pounds, which is not altogether a bad thing. I went to the AAA guy, who sent me to the guy who directs parking, who radioed another guy to come and drive me around in his truck till we found my car. Air conditioning and a cool shower at home never felt so good.
Yesterday, a friend who works at the fair offered me a free admission, free parking, and advice on parking in a different lot and taking the tram to the entrance. Now I will get a chance to see the exhibits, marketplaces, contests, animals, pavilions, etc. I might even see the Body exhibit if I feel like forking over a few more bucks.
Fair, I will do better this time. I hope you do, too.