flower girl at the fair

The smell of deep fried dough in the air was all I needed, the wind wasn’t blowing so the air was thick with that ooey gooey, gimme gimme, mouthwatering smell (Deep fried Oreo’s has always been a favorite of mine). Josh and I walked through the front gate hand and hand (well... more of his hand being held against his will as I drag him everywhere as fast as my legs would allow) we explored for moments, but soon after Josh had purchased the wristbands for us to ride to rides we were off, first stop on our list was the zipper. We walked up to this huge cage like thing that looks like dog kennels suspended in the air and spinning while rotating in a circle 

After the zipper we ran (okay lets be real, I skipped) over to the Tilt a Whurl, because gravity is lame, and we wanted to defy it. We went around the whole fair laughing and riding all the rides they had to offer till I felt sick, then we scadoodled on over to the event section where there was lots of rucks coming from. As we approached we saw a big riding ring with a bull inside.

Between the bull riders, the bull rangers, and the barrel racers, the air no longer smelled thick of fried dough but was foggy with kicked up dust and smelled of horses and dirt. It was an amazing show, defiantly one I won’t be forgetting anytime soon. As we walked back to our car we stopped for a few of the games and Josh won me two stuffed bears. All in all it was an amazing night to visit the fair, I’m sad to see it leave town but I can’t wait till next year when I can go again!