Tough Decisions

Tough decisions – Gaithersburg, Maryland

It’s nearly that time again… time for the local county fair, when the very toughest decisions are those made at the food stalls in the midway. What will it be… Dynamite onion? Fried pickles? Corn dog? French fries? No? How about a fried sweet of some sort… like maybe a Snickers bar, or a chunk of fried cheesecake? That’s okay, that’s okay… take your time. You have all the time in the world. I’ll get your friends order while you make your decision… now how about you, Miss – do you know what you want?


Photo info:
Tough decisions in the midway at the fair
Montgomery County Agricultural Fair
Gaithersburg, Maryland
August 2014
Leica Summilux 50/1.4 ASPH lens
Leica M240 digital camera

4 thoughts on “Tough Decisions

  1. The last time when I went to a county fair was just after my sophomore year in college. My dad, my mom and I piled into the Pinto to Calhan, east of Colorado Springs on one of the hottest June days ever. The Pinto didn’t have A/C, which would have made the trip bearable. We stayed for about 30-45 minutes before coming home with something cold to drink. At least admission was free. The county fair queen did say hello. She was trying not to melt. And, the Pinto had a good workout. 😎😎😎

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    1. You didn’t blow up in that Pinto? 🤣

      I can relate… my first new car was a 1984 Chevy Chevette – the biggest and worst lemon I’ve ever owned. No A/C, no radio, and manual transmission – it was basic transportation. Just. It was in the shop more times than I could count.

      However, as much as I hated that awful Chevette, it replaced the much-worse 1972 Ford Ranger that my dad gave me when the rest of the family moved back to southern California (stranding me on the East Coast in the process). The Ranger was so bad that it only got 1 mpg city and 4 mpg highway, burned 1 case of oil every 100 miles, and completely stalled every time it made a left-hand turn.

      Ugh.

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