A lesson in determination and looking on the bright side.
What do you do when Florida gives you a ton of fresh strawberries and an equal amount of rain? You round up your closest crew of adventurers and put on your best shit kickers. Then you stomp the hell out of those strawberries, mix it with rain and make some super sweet strawberry juice for you and the crew.
Last year was my first time attending the festival (link) and it was wonderful. It was like the fair, minus all the sideshow stuff that makes me feel sad. Having such a great time on my first visit, I was quite excited about this year’s excursion. It was planned a couple weeks in advance and my cousin planned to take 5 hour train trip just to come along. Then, day of, Florida decided to turn grey and soggy.
I was optimistic that the sun would come out, but by early afternoon, there was still a blanket of rain. That didn’t stop the adventure team. With determination and ponchos in hand, we savored as much of the festival as possible. Yes, my amish made pretzel was a little damp, but tasty. Yeah, my pant and shoes were soaked through by the end of the day, but it was worth it. The rain offered up new festival experiences. Sketchy carnival roller coasters seem WAY more unsafe in the rain, which made me laugh to no end. Spinning components in funhouses seem much more terrifying when they are wet and muddy, making them even more fun.
Rain could have ruined the day for most, but I couldn’t have asked for a more perfect day. Mom smiled more than I’ve seen in a while, my cousin didn’t waste the train trip, Tones did some insane mechanical bull riding, had my first strawberry shortcake and we even saved some cute little goldfish.