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shot with the Lomo, Waterfront Park
Walking in Old Town this morning, my husband and I discovered rides and candy apple stands crowding Waterfront Park. There were no children in sight. No strollers. No long lines. No carnies. No nauseating caramel scent. There was, however, the same corporate logo on every booth and ride: Funtastic.
We didn't know if the fair was being set up or torn down. We didn't even know what it was for. The Rose Festival?
Are we officially workaholics now?
Most of the rides reminded me of bad dreams I had after visiting Disney World as a kid. The "It's a Small World" ride nearly stopped my heart, and I still panic when I think about riding past the dangling globe and reaching out to touch it. I refused to let Mickey Mouse (or any other similarly costumed adult) touch me. I threw up in the teacup ride.
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