After going, I no longer feel like a bad parent for not attending before this.
I remember the fair (in another state!) as being lots of exhibitions. Long, wide barns full of horses, cows, swine, sheep, goats, rabbits, and chickens. We would walk through to see who won the blue ribbon, and taking notice of the "Grand Champion" banners proudly displayed in the stalls. I remember large tents set up with tables where you could sit to eat after you'd made your food purchases. I remember games, and rides. I remember large buildings full of canned goods, photography, and quilts on display. I remember some sort of entertainment being offered in the grandstands all day long.
Our fair doesn't open until 5:30 PM. There wasn't one animal in sight. No quilts, no photography, no canned goods. No demolition derby.
What has the world come to?
$10 apiece to walk around, and an agricultural building filled with inflatables. It was disappointing to say the least.
To children who have never been to a good fair, though? It was wonderful.