This past weekend, we had a house guest.
Her name is Moxie Mona, and I don’t approve of her wardrobe choices. She’s a grown up, though, and she didn’t ask for my opinion, so I kept it to myself.
Hey, now! It happens once in a while.
Moxie Mona is traveling around the fifty states this week, visiting bloggers and getting a look at their hometowns. When Moxie inquired about coming to stay with her, I made sure she wasn’t allergic to cats, and then I happily welcomed her to join us.
I live in an awesome part of Pennsylvania. Harrisburg itself is full of history and culture. There is a long riverfront on which you could walk for an entire day. Islands dot the river, and the Wildwood Nature Preserve just north of Harrisburg is nothing short of wonderful.
A few miles to the east is Hershey. You know, HersheyPark, Hershey’s Chocolate World, the Hershey Gardens, the Hershey Outlets, and the Hershey Museum? All of it is fun and interesting.
York is a very short drive, and home to a Harley Davidson motorcycle factor and thirty or so other unique factories – everything from potato chips and pretzels to clocks are made in York County, and most of the factories offer walking tours.
Just west of York is Gettysburg. Gettysburg, site of the most famous battle of the American Civil War.
That’s all less than an hour away from our house. I could go on for days without driving more than an hour in any direction. And then, if you’re willing to drive 2 hours in one direction, you could hit Philadelphia, King of Prussia (second biggest mall in the country!), the Crayola Factory, Baltimore, DC, and (perhaps most importantly), State College, home of Penn State.
I told you, I live in an awesome part of Pennsylvania.
So after presenting Moxie Mona with all of her options, we asked what she’d like to do. She said what any true super hero would, “I don’t want you to go out of your way, really. I’ll tag along and do whatever you had planned for the weekend.”
Uh, okay, Mona, whatever you say.
We had planned to go to the county fair this weekend.
Where I live, the county fair is a really big deal. The York Fair claims to be the oldest fair in the country, dating back to 1765. It’s a huge event, lasting ten days and hosting all sorts of concerts and shows and events.
Before the fair, we went to breakfast with my mom, dad, and sister. Mona came along, but hadn’t worked up much of an appetite yet.
Once we got to the fair, Grace and Mona asked to see the baby animals. First, we saw the baby duckies. Mona was smitten.
Next, we saw the baby chickens.
Then, we went to see the baby bunnies. Mona really liked them. Can you tell?
All of those baby animals made Joe hungry, so he took Mona for a snack. They shared a Jerk Chicken Wrap. If you’re ever in the area during the York Fair, you should definitely get a Jerk Chicken Wrap.
Having been sufficiently nourished, Moxie Mona joined Joe and Gracie for a farm tractor photo op. When I was little, my Grandma had a tractor just like this.
We called it Old Bill.
Mona was impressed.
Even though the tractor was really neat, Gracie Mona wanted to see more animals. It was almost the time for the Pig Racing show, so we headed over to the pig racing track.
See Mona there? It was a job wrangling Grace and Mona. They were quite the handful.
Out came the piggies, a definite highlight for all of us!
Nearby the racing pigs were walking geese. All geese walk, but these ones are especially friendly. They drink pop and eat ice cream and walk around the fairgrounds. Fun stuff.
Moxie Mona wanted to pose with the geese, but I wouldn’t allow it. That caution tape is there for a reason!
We were going to see more animals – cows, pigs, goats, sheep, Clydesdale horses – but Grace conked out and Mona had to move on to other bloggers’ homes. Those animals would have to wait for another trip.
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