Heather and I (and Heather’s wheelchair) had several errands
to run Thursday morning, but we managed to finish most of them by 10:30. We
took the blue train downtown, grabbed a couple of salmon tacos for lunch, and
hopped the green train to the state fair park. There were several people waiting
to buy tickets at the gate, but the Internet connection in the ticket booth wasn’t
working. We stood in full sun half an hour (most of us had clearly dressed for
air conditioning) before the attendant realized she had a pen and several
pieces of paper. She could take cash and write tickets! We made a beeline to
the building where home arts are displayed, but it wasn’t open. A harried woman
at the door said they’d “had issues” and likely wouldn’t open at all that day. I
felt like sitting down and crying. Instead, I asked permission to dart inside
and take a single photo.
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