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I'm fairly certain some magical summer serum (read: chardonnay and mojitos) has infiltrated every vein in my body so much so that I actually find myself craving the unexpected: an evening at a good ole'-fashioned carnival. Games, obnoxious music, flashing lights, fried elephant ears, the Ferris wheel, and my personal favorite, the Zipper. It all sounds too good to be true and reminds me of being 14 when my biggest concern in the world was whether the boy I had a crush on would be there, too. Oh... memories.
When was the last time any of you went to a carnival? Any plans to attend one this summer?