I LOVE carnivals. Love them. When I found out Portland’s Rose Festival involved having a carnival for like a month just a few blocks from my apartment I went nuts.
There were animals.
There were weirdos. I mean, it is Portland. Would you expect anything else?
There were rides.
I went on my first Ferris Wheel ride. And it was terrifying.
I will not subject you to pictures of my terrified face. Here we are being happy hanging out at the carnival in the sun.