We're lucky enough to have a cider mill within reasonable driving distance, and that mill was celebrating Cider Fest this past weekend. It's a popular affair, with "stuff" vendors, live music, and the not-to-be-missed cider donuts. We loaded Junior and my mom-in-law into the Big Red Beast and headed down the road. About a mile or so out, we came to the conclusion that most of the state had planned a similar outing.
Traffic was backed up for a mile in both directions.
As we watched the parking lot attendants shrug helplessly at the cars and trucks seeking space, we made an abrupt change of plans.
"Hey, let's go visit the feline conservation park, conveniently located three miles away!"
I'll admit, we had a great time at the park. I now know the difference between Siberian and Bengal tigers, and I learned that coatis love marshmallows. They like 'em almost as much as I would have liked a cider donut...