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All we wanted was a nice quiet walk in the park for the whole family, but, as you might suspect, it didn’t exactly work out that way.
Just a few people in the park.
Because we live in a tourist area, every weekend has a number of festivals going on. Unfortunately, that means we stop paying attention to what is scheduled when and so are sometimes surprised to discover that our quiet plans are being shared with a few hundred or thousand others.
Hey – a ruckus. Our kind of festival.
Fortunately, most of the festival was contained in a single part of the park, so once we found a parking space – which was quite a feat – we were able to enjoy our walk on the trails. Of course, some members of The Herd wanted to join the festival.
Come on, Hu-Dad, how much trouble could I get into?
Hu-Dad declined to find out the answer to that question.
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OH boy… Did you all have a ruckus of your own?? ??