County Fair

Tonight we went to the Monroe County Fair with some friends to get a taste of rural Indiana. Living in Bloomington (a little pool of Blue in a sea of Red) you rarely see people wearing bib-n-brace overalls or cowboy hats but at the fair almost everyone was dressed either as a cowboy or a hayseed. The rodeo riders all wore big white ten-gallon hats and even chaps over their jeans; those showing off their livestock wore overalls, straw hats and chewed on toothpicks.

The rides were pretty good but the one that sticks you to the wall with centrifugal force nauseated Cindy. We got to eat some American style carnival food like funnel cakes and, Cindy's favourite, kettle corn (popcorn with both salt and sugar). We refrained from trying the deep-fried Oreos and Snickers.


Before we left we stopped to watch the rodeo for a little while and captured a few rides on video. It was quite impressive, really. Some stayed on much longer than others, one of the clowns got head-butted by more than one of the bulls. The commentators spoke with quite thick southern accents so Cindy was blissfully unaware of what they were saying while I had to endure their terrible jokes.