After living on the Wet Coast for years, and right in the back yard of the Pacific National Exhibition, no less, I finally decided that this was the year to brave the crowds and go to the PNE for the first time. There was something of an incentive: the fact that your <$20 gate admission includes the Summer Concert Series, and last night's offering was too fun to pass up - Joan Jett. For that, I was prepared to shelve my dislike of crowds and spend the evening eating mini-donuts. (I know, I know - quite the sacrifice!)
Some highlights of the occasionally-surreal experience...
Giant balloons...but of what? Depth charges from the Willy Wonka universe? Space cacti?
Farm animals! Including wascally wabits. (Mr.Q: "Look, a pile of cute!" Me: "Look! Stew!")
(Sensing the theme here yet?)
The folks playing were just a couple turns into the game, and kindly invited me to join in. I think they were sorry after, though. Ahem.
And last, just before the exit:
So that was our summer fair adventure, in a nutshell. We may go back next week to see Cyndi Lauper...I'm gonna have to dig out some leg warmers if this keeps up!
3 comments:
Not just you, seriously creepy. Your post title had me thinking "Grease", not Joan Jett.
Lucky Lucky you! And yeah, that pilsbury dough thing IS really creepy.
That Pillsbury dude is freaky!
OH yes, you must get some leg warmers if you go to see Cindy Lauper. Maybe even dye your hair pink or was it red? ;)
Don't forget the crinoline skirt!
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