When I was a kid, we would go to the Clay County 4H Fair, look at a bunch of paintings by 15-year-olds, some dresses stitched together flower dresses and some pigs and chickens in pens. It was good fun when you’re 8. The OC County Fair is not that kind of fair.
First off, the place is huge. Huge! We walked around for about 3 hours and probably only saw about 1/3 of it. And 2/3 of that was composed of food stands offering you fried goods.
There’s also plenty of activities for the kids.
We got there early, because we saw on the schedule that there was a tractor pull. They meant this:
But, really, we came here for one thing. RV DEMOLITION DERBY!
I don’t want to be too redneck here and show my Hoosier roots, but this is why the terrorists hate us. We take home on wheels, paint them with imaginary super hero themes and then, after careful consideration, smash them into each other until perfectly good vehicles cease to run. Then we crush them and turn them into iPods. Oh, and the stands are filled with people who paid the equivalent of a weeks wages in some countries for the privilege of watching the 15 minutes it takes for this to happen.
But, enough politics. Let’s look at some houses running into eachother!