James + Reece + Lola + Jessica

James + Reece + Lola + Jessica

Thursday, June 28, 2012

Over the bridge to the Fremont Fair...

In the six weeks we've been in Seattle, I've learned some valuable lessons.

Always have a raincoat handy.
If you forget your reusable bags at home, you'll be escorted out of the supermarket in handcuffs.
When gas prices dip below $4.50 a gallon, hoard the stuff like it's the end of the world.

And perhaps most importantly,
people on bicycles may or may not be wearing clothes -- especially when they're covered in paint.

We learned this lesson the hard way at the Fremont Fair -- a huge street festival (Seattle loves her festivals) celebrating Summer Solstice that rages all weekend long.

Thousands of people flock to Fremont for the party, and the most famous of the events (something we were unaware of when we decided to bring our children over the bridge) is a parade wherein the participants ditch their clothing for brightly-colored paint, hop on their bikes and ride around.

Luckily we missed that parade, but several of the painted riders were still hanging out when we arrived.
My eyes may never recover.

Across the bridge, we found the family-friendly parade.
It was crazy crowded, a little stinky, very strange and a lot of fun.

 We (meaning I) could have spent hours browsing the hundreds of vendors that set up shop on 34th Street.

 Lola and I fell instantly in love with the art corner.
There were about a dozen easels set up on the street, and anyone and everyone was free to leave their artistic signature.

I think we've got a little painter on our hands.
Certainly doesn't get it from her mama.

After we'd had our fill of Summer Solstice, we headed back over the bridge to the place where clothing is smiled upon.
And what a pretty walk it was.

 Good times at the Fremont Fair.