It's been years since I've been to the Scituate art festival and it's doubled in size since last time. I went with my parents, and had brought a camera to take a pic of the awesome job the new company did (scroll down to see the Twirl girls in their custom outfits), I just started working for the new co. this past week.
I was pretty sure that none of us had breakfast before going, so I was pretty hungry, and all of the fire depts, rotaries, Knights of Columbus', etc. were selling delicious carnival type snacks. Every few feet my father said: do you want a steak sandwich? How about chowder (as we passed a chowder stand), "clamcakes?", "kettle corn"?
He was convinced that he could tell by the smell that the hot dogs were all beef. My mother put the whole conversation to rest when she pointed out that there were no sinks in sight, and yet everyone preparing the food all day was probably using the porta johns. (which I'm not sure is true because the local shops, churches, etc. were all open and participating in the festival, so chances are they probably had a place to wash up.)
Although...the porta johns WERE obviously the closest restroom to *some* of the food areas. I live on the edge and would have risked it, and my father would too, as carnie food is a rare delicacy, but we ended up getting sandwiches later and that was fine.
Tomorrow I am running my first 5k in about a year. I've been getting ready all week and I feel good, but I did make the mistake of trying to break in some new shoes and have quite a blister on my achilles tendon. I'll probably wear my old shoes tomorrow until the new ones are broken in. My new employer did the shirts for that team also, and they came out perfect. Hopefully the team will let me take a group pic, I'll post it tomorrow.
I was pretty sure that none of us had breakfast before going, so I was pretty hungry, and all of the fire depts, rotaries, Knights of Columbus', etc. were selling delicious carnival type snacks. Every few feet my father said: do you want a steak sandwich? How about chowder (as we passed a chowder stand), "clamcakes?", "kettle corn"?
He was convinced that he could tell by the smell that the hot dogs were all beef. My mother put the whole conversation to rest when she pointed out that there were no sinks in sight, and yet everyone preparing the food all day was probably using the porta johns. (which I'm not sure is true because the local shops, churches, etc. were all open and participating in the festival, so chances are they probably had a place to wash up.)
Although...the porta johns WERE obviously the closest restroom to *some* of the food areas. I live on the edge and would have risked it, and my father would too, as carnie food is a rare delicacy, but we ended up getting sandwiches later and that was fine.
Tomorrow I am running my first 5k in about a year. I've been getting ready all week and I feel good, but I did make the mistake of trying to break in some new shoes and have quite a blister on my achilles tendon. I'll probably wear my old shoes tomorrow until the new ones are broken in. My new employer did the shirts for that team also, and they came out perfect. Hopefully the team will let me take a group pic, I'll post it tomorrow.
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