the old man checking tickets was a Big Fan. we had to put some stuff in the car at one point, but id lost my ticket. he let me back in anyway, but requested i Smile for him. he also grabbed my wrist to seemingly kiss my hand, but instead sniffed my wrist vigorously.
nice man :)
wearing my dirndl for oktoberfest. the pups are Out. of course this would be the day we run into a group of ultra modest mennonites at the coffee shop. they were not big fans.