I had the bright idea that Cliff might as well get us to the fair a day early, so we could get a head start on eating the dollar corn dogs on Thursday by being there when they opened. So we left Wednesday.
It just happened to be the hottest day of the year, topping out, I believe, at 103. In fact, when we arrived at 10:30, it was already 98 degrees.
We walked the grounds some, and sat in the air-conditioned Matthewson Center watching the society horse show until the girls got bored. When we walked out of that building, it was like stepping into a sauna.
Because we were parked next to a source of water, I told the girls to put on their bathing suits and soak themselves in whatever manner possible. This occupied them for a couple of hours, and also entertained an eight-year-old boy playing under the awning of a nearby camper.
Because we were there early, we had electricity, a rare treat for me at the fair. I set up a little fan to rotate on both girls as they slept, which helped. The only other uses I had for the electricity were the camper lights and my perculator coffee pot. But I was glad to have it!
Forecasts said that opening day, Thursday, would be as hot or hotter than Wednesday. What had I gotten myself into?