- My first was Fremont Fair, which starts with a naked bike ride, and gets further liberal and artsy from there. If I hit my gym goal, I'll ride next year.
- A week later the Pride Parade blew my socks off, but at four hours, it was ridiculously long. FOUR HOURS!
- The Seafair Parade was weird and creepy. The grand marshals were a couple white, male B-list actors who had achieved moderate success. The floats were mostly three pretty women from a local rural food item festival awkwardly waving at everybody, corporate groups, military drill teams (very creepy to non-Americans), ethnic groups, marching bands (these were actually really good) and waving politicians with their entourages.
Next up, I need to go to county fairs. I can't wait to find out how they compare to Australian Royal Shows.