The wind was blowing, the rain was falling at times, the clouds and sun breaks went back and forth, but this end-of-summer weather didn’t deter me from attending the 150th annual Oregon State Fair in Salem, Oregon yesterday. As in every state in the U.S., the state fair is the big one; the grand finale where people from all over the state come to enjoy lots of carnival rides, vendors, entertainment, and lots of over-the-top, heart-attack-waiting-to-happen fair food. And there certainly was no shortage of fun for the four-and-a-half hours I spent at the fair (despite my favorite carnival swings ride being shut down due to the wind).
Come to think of it, state fairs almost remind me of Carlo Collodi’s classic story The Adventures of Pinocchio, particularly the part where Pinocchio goes off to Funland with the troublemaking boys to indulge in fun, food and debauchery. That is until all the boys (and Pinocchio) pay for it by being turned into donkeys. A cruel life lesson it was for Pinocchio and those boys, but at least in the real world when people go have fun at state fairs they come home either stuffed, tired or both.