I did not see Hillary Clinton. I did not see Donald Trump, although we did see his helicopter flying around the fairgrounds. I did not see Rick Santorum. I did get to hear (not see, it was too crowded) Bernie Sanders speak on the soapbox. We happened to be walking by and since I had never heard anybody do the soapbox thing and had only seen it on the news, I insisted we stay.
One thing is for sure, it was quite a fired up crowd. There were literally a thousand or more people surrounding Sanders. I just thought to myself, this is why I love Iowa. All these candidates coming to our fair, speaking, shaking hands, sweating their backsides off and eating food on a stick, it’s so unique and kind of awesome.
We never make it to everything we want to make it to in one day because of little legs. The twins did the best they could, but according to my fitbit, I walked approximately 11,000 steps at the fair and that’s asking a lot for a pair of four year olds.
We always love to see the butter cow, eat a corn dog, drink some lemonade, get our Hawkeye football poster, climb in and out all the John Deere equipment, go through the little hands on the farm exhibit, see the baby animals, ride Ye Olde Mill, cast our kernel and walk through all the animal barns.
Can I also just say that I had never gone to the State Fair until I was 24 years old and pregnant with Jenna. Crazy, right? You NW Iowans feel me on this I'll bet, when I say we always went to the Clay County Fair and NOT the Iowa State Fair. It was closer and it was the Clay County Fair! Anyway, I'm so glad I went, because I look forward to it every summer.
Ye Old Mill. Burdorf kiddo FAVE.