L.A. County Fair 2011

So this past Sunday my family and I decided to go to the L.A. county fair so we could spend some family time together. Everything was pretty normal and fun for the most part. I was constantly tempted to eat delicious, but fattening Fair foods such as funnel cakes, onion rings, fries, fried kool-aid, fried twinkies, fried oreos, so basically everything that could possibly lead to cardiac arrest. I went on rides with my brother that were pretty underwhelming. We actually spent 10 tickets each on of those rides that looks like a mini oval-shaped ferris wheel with seats for two that spin around at 180 degrees or more that lasted about a minute, and half of that minute was spent getting new people on the ride. I expect at least 2 minutes of terror if i am going to spend 10 tickets on a ride that leads me to start thinking of a horrific death the likes of those seen on the final destination movies. There was also this awesome ride that lasted a whole minute and made me feel like my arms and legs were going to be torn off from the sheer speed. Yeah, the day was going pretty well. I saw a chubby girl get knocked off of the mechanical bull ride, i saw a parade of beautiful vintage cars, i saw two trained bears (tootsie & lucy) doing tricks ( I felt guilty that they were restrained with a leash and a kind of muzzle, but they were also really cute). The only thing that almost dampened my day was when i went to buy two tickets to the living body museum at the fair. Everything was normal at first, i told the clerk/ticket lady that i wanted to buy two tickets and i gave her my debit card, then she asked for my ID, so i gave her my ID and when she looked at my ID and my age she gave a very surprising face (o_O), almost in disbelief that this seemingly underage girl was actually 19 years old. Then cue the hysterical laughter from my family and my begrudging acceptance of the situation. My mom then proceeds to tell the ticket lady that i am a "traga anos" ( person who absorbs/eats years). The laughter lasted a while... oh gosh! it was embarrassing. My mom was the only one that kept laughing after everyone had gotten over the situation. Oh, how I love my mom.