When I speak of it to my new friends here in Maine, or the friends that I made in college, all remark with excitement at the prospect of a fair centered entirely around sandwiches. However, anyone who was born or raised in the Lakes Region of New Hampshire knows exactly what the Sandwich Fair is. It’s just your typical New England fall festival, but it is & has been hosted in our neck of the woods since 1886. Generations of our families have attended this fair to trade oxen, sell pumpkins, & show off their adorable offspring in the cutest baby contests. Today, the Sandwich Fair is an excuse for the return of those native to the area like birds flying north in the spring.
It is with excitement that I tell you of this event, & as it approaches (only three days left!) a buzz builds deep within me & continuously grows. I find myself text messaging all of my childhood friends to figure out which day would be best for me to go (it is, after all, weekend long). & I’m gabbing endlessly to poor Ryan about visiting my local farm, going for a walk down the road where I grew up, heading into the woods to see the foliage first hand, & doing all of the other things I really miss about where I grew up.
Because of this I may not be posting this weekend. We’ll see how it goes. I’m going to be staying with my parents. Internet connection is available, but I may be too preoccupied with my niece, my old cat, & various aspects of nostalgia other than those already mentioned. So, my apologies, but I’ll most likely have fantastic pictures to share with you upon my return. Here are a few from last year just to tease you!