It's fair day on our street.
This weekend is the annual Good Old Days street fair in Pacific Grove. The 53rd annual one, in fact. And it's right on our street, directly in front of our door and stretching in either direction. We've got kiddie rides on one side and vendor stalls on the other, with food, dancers, musicians, and assorted whatnot all over. It's like market day in a medieval town, with vendors coming from miles away to set up shop and hawk their wares.
Kathy and I took a stroll out the front door and down the street to take it all in. It's pretty fun, knowing you can stop and grab some exotic food on a stick, watch some dancers, enjoy the Brazilian drummers, buy a cool gift, and still walk back to the comfort of home when your feet get tired. This could work.
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