Hotter Weekend August Activity

By Chris Turner -
If for no other reason but to stimulate blog submissions, enclosed is our second weekend activity, a trip up to the St. Johns Mint Festival with just Tiffani and Sophia. Even hotter than the previous day at the air show, we walked around the craft (crap) show, attempted to buy some mint ice cream -- inexplicably, they were out! It's the primary reason for attending?! Sophia refused an elephant ear (heat? or the chance that they were actually derived from elephant's ears?), and we paid a buck to wander through a packed little trailer with exotic and sometimes poisonous reptiles.

Here's Sophia with an oversized bunny and a tortoise...

And now with an unfortunately-penned junior crocodile...

And again with the tortoise and stew-ready rabbits -- that white one could feed a small village, eh Jason? -- complete with Tiffani and the hind-end of a male kangaroo.

Incidentally, why are people currently insisting on taking their dogs everywhere? Just as the bottom picture was taken, there was some bouffant-haired woman in the road hissing that her two mutts could accompany her and her family into the festival, despite the ample signage that disallowed dogs. There was actually this drawn-out interaction with the local constabulary, with the woman whining that she wouldn't be able to attend the festival without her pets. Now hear this: Paris Hilton is not Miss Manners.

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Kay & Bil said…
Yea for the documentation of a toothless small Turner. Boo for the anti-canine rant. Most of us just love stepping around all the panting, over-stimulated dogs at large, complicated, crowded events.
Friday, August 21, 2009 9:20:00 AM
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