It was as cool as it always is. Small green pieces of paper were exchanged for beads and trinkets, about which more later. Since between the three of us there are only two legs free of screws, bolts, and spiffy scar tissue, we took out time meandering about in the melting heat.
After gyros, Italian ices, and much exposure to the arts, we headed back toward Roseholme. Bobbi hopped on her bike while Brigid and I stopped at the BRBP to rehydrate.
Don't hate. More pics and links when I've done more rehydrating at home...
I don't get real beer on my current diet so I got lots of hate.
ReplyDeletej/k
Come down to the Talbott Street Art Fair in June! Lots of cool stuff, good eats, and its free!
ReplyDeleteIt's always so much fun with you two! I'm sorry I missed the previous ones. I think you saw Huck's "glamorshot". hahahaha. Love that cat.
ReplyDeleteNo hate.
ReplyDeleteA little jealousy, perhaps...
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Sigh. I guess the Broad Ripple garlic festival is permanently dead.
ReplyDeleteMy wife and I were dating and I knew I had a keeper when she was gung-ho at the idea of downing garlic, in varied traditional and non-traditional fare.
Ooh. Yummy.
ReplyDeleteLooks to me like you're rehydrating just fine :)
ReplyDeleteBrigid, Tam, and Bobbi at an artfest and a brewpub after.
ReplyDeleteI believe that I'd like to have taken part in that little outing.