At the Apple Festival they have the best ride EVER in which you plop your kids into painted 50 gallon oil drums that have been laid on their sides and fitted with wheels (and holes for the kids, and presumably seats, although maybe not) and then the kids are towed around in circles on the street for a surprisingly long time by a madly grinning older gentleman in a FREAKING ORNITHOPTER! With an NC license plate that says DaVinci One.
Oh, and you can get apples too. And apple slushies, and apple ice cream and caramel apples and peanut butter apples and pretty much all the stuff you could ever think of to fulfill your appleish needs. It is fun. The police car from Mayberry is there, right near the Dunk a Cop booth, and the Republican Party booth and the Democratic Party booth are situated sensibly far away from one another. At the Democratic booth you can even get a free balloon, and, since this is WNC, there are, of course, cloggers. More pictures, should you be so inclined,
here.
At the Apple Festival they have the best ride EVER in which you plop your kids into painted 50 gallon oil drums that have been laid on their sides and fitted with wheels (and holes for the kids, and presumably seats, although maybe not) and then the kids are towed around in circles on the street for a surprisingly long time by a madly grinning older gentleman in a FREAKING ORNITHOPTER! With an NC license plate that says DaVinci One.
Oh, and you can get apples too. And apple slushies, and apple ice cream and caramel apples and peanut butter apples and pretty much all the stuff you could ever think of to fulfill your appleish needs. It is fun. The police car from Mayberry is there, right near the Dunk a Cop booth, and the Republican Party booth and the Democratic Party booth are situated sensibly far away from one another. At the Democratic booth you can even get a free balloon, and, since this is WNC, there are, of course, cloggers. More pictures, should you be so inclined, here.
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Nice shots, Fliss. I assume that's your boy with his hands in front of his face?
Yes, he who shall not be blogged about has also become he who shall not be photographed, which is, of course, a major challenge to his mother the paparazzi. ;-)
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