At the fair. Dancing dogs, cutest giraffe, and of course the talking Dickie's guy. We ate way too many fried foods and walked around for hours. I thought I was going to go into labor by the end of the day, but no it was just the fried chicken bacon. A couple days later and feeling much better, we feel we've been there and done that as far as the fair is concerned and will wait a couple years before we go again.