Colorado County Fair
Tuesday, September 11, 2012
County Fairs are as All-American as apple pie. They start popping up all over the rural countryside in early September, always filled with all kinds of animals, fried foods on a stick, and plenty of excellent people watching. My entire childhood can be measured through fair memories. Back in my day we all raised animals to show, and now there's something so funny about watching a bunch of kids carrying around their prized rabbits and chickens (which have inevitably become their best friend), hoping to win the covetable blue ribbon.
Beyond all the excitement and entertainment of showing animals, there are the rides that look so old and unstable I can't believe any parent lets a kid ride them, the gigantic turkey legs and funnel cakes wafting through the air, all the young girls wearing lip gloss and eyeliner hoping to get their first kiss in the middle of the midway, and (inevitably) some washed up country western singer headlining as the musical event. When I was a teenager, my boyfriend, his brother, and his dad competed in the annual tractor pulling competition. A bunch of men driving souped up tractors, what's not to love??
It's been years since I've attended the county fair in my hometown, but this year, I lucked out and finally made it. It was a blast from the past. I drank a beer with old friends and was very, very tempted to tackle a turkey leg and funnel cake. The rides still look like steel death traps, the young girls are still glossed up and on the prowl, and they still have that dang tractor pulling competition. As much as I love change, I'm so happy that some things never do.