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Little Mr Mahatma
 
Sunday, June 11, 2006  
San Fernando Valley Fair
Yeah, we decided to visit the San Fernando Valley Fair after all. The weather was perfect - mostly overcast until about 1:30 when the sun broke out - and no crowds. The fair is unlike most county fairs; it's very small. We "did" the whole fair within about 1/2 hour but let the kids get wristbands for unlimited carnival rides. They disappeared for an hour while the wife and I saw the sights they usually prefer to miss: horticulture, arts, and then the vendors. I did have to put up with the wife wanting to find the kids and just "keep an eye on them" but I convinced here that they were okay, they knew where to find us, and that the ever-present police are capable of handling emergencies. She grumbled but kept pace.


We visited en famille the livestock and imagined what it woukld be like to live on a farm and whether we could live off the land. The idea though of raising critters knowing eventually we'd eat them kept us realistic. But who knows, maybe one day the Mahatmas will be on our own Green Acres instead of the Valley.


We spent three hours total at the Fair and it was fun. The wuestion was whether it was worth it. We easily broke triple digits between entrance costs, wristbands, and food. Looking at the sunburnt faces of the kids and having them quietly shlep around at home from the near heat exhaustion, yeah, it was worth it. Peace has returned.


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