11 Reasons I’m Glad I Went To The Texas State Fair But I Never Need To Go Again

I grew up going to the Iowa State Fair. There are very few years I didn’t make it. Even when I moved out of state, I tried to head to Des Moines for the fair. Sadly, I didn’t make it this year, but it lives on in my heart. 

Dylan and I have been wanting to go to the Texas State Fair pretty much since we moved to Houston. We assumed it would be spectacular because everything’s bigger in Texas, right? Wrong. The Iowa State Fair set my expectations high for all fairs over the past three decades. There was quite the emotional fall when I went to the Texas State Fair… 

1. The fair grounds are beautiful, but there isn’t much substance. 
2. Why can’t I pet the damn animals??? Seriously fairs are for farm animal petting, and they kept the animals far away from me. 
3. Also where were all the animals?!? Fairs are supposed to be full of cows and sheep and pigs and horses and goats and all other farm things. Nope. The barns were all but empty.
4. Speaking of farm stuff, where were the tractors and farm equipment… I mean Texas is a hugely agricultural dependent. Where’s the goods? The fair sure didn’t have any.
5. Farm equipment was lacking, but boy could you find any kind of car you wanted. 
6. The African American Museum of Dallas is an amazing museum. It brought me to tears. Absolutely worth the trip. 
7. I did not find a single washable tattoo. What kind of fuckery is that?
8. No one seemed terribly excited to be at the fair. There wasn’t a hum of anticipation. 
9. The fried food was not in the kind of abundance I have come to expect from fairs. 
10. Overall there was a complete lack of entertainment, music, and halls filled with food/flowers/pies/photography/4H/quilts lined up with blue ribbons and all the other colored ribbons. 
11. No big slide. 

I don’t know if it’s because Iowa’s State Fair is just that incredible (I mean, it is listed in a lot of lists of things you need to do in the U.S. and the world before you die.) or Texas has to epically fail at something or the Texas stock show culture is so prevalent. I’m glad I went to the Texas State Fair, but honestly, I never need to go again. It was kind of a bummer.  

bisous und обьятий,
RaeAnna

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