So, a friend and I drove out to this Tulip Festival on Saturday to check it out. Apparently, Washington State is one of the world's biggest tulip producers. So, we drive up (a little over an hour drive, no big deal) and there are these massive fields of tulips. It's gorgeous (I'll post pictures shortly after I clean them up). I mean, there are just massive undulating fields of color.
Okay, so we walk around, we take pictures and then we go look at some of the art around the area (in places with names like the "Pickle Barn". Cause you know, they list all kinds of art things as a part of the "festival". I can only characterize what we experienced as "elder art". I'm not talking art for the elderly...I'm talking art by therecently passed elderly... One place after the next. And the last place we went to had an elder band performing...with the obligatory oboe, of course. (I have to admit it - they were my first oboe band.)
And I got hungry. And there was no place to get food. Seriously. There's no town. There's no stands set up. There's just tulips and they'd probably shoot me if I started to eat them. And if I get too hungry, I tend to get cranky. We're just driving randomly assuming there must be food or a town somewhere...but no. Just tulips.
Luckily I have a talking car, so I asked it to find a nearby restaurant and it sent us to a "family restaurant" that was open until 2pm - and it was only 1:50! And it was fine. And that was good.
It turned out to be fun, but not at all what I expected. I anticipated that a festival incorporated you know, something beyond the fields of flowers. They have a million + people coming - I can't be the only one who gets cranky when hungry. Could be dangerous.
Edited at 9:20pm - click on the picture above to see the rest of the pix of the tulips.
Okay, so we walk around, we take pictures and then we go look at some of the art around the area (in places with names like the "Pickle Barn". Cause you know, they list all kinds of art things as a part of the "festival". I can only characterize what we experienced as "elder art". I'm not talking art for the elderly...I'm talking art by the
And I got hungry. And there was no place to get food. Seriously. There's no town. There's no stands set up. There's just tulips and they'd probably shoot me if I started to eat them. And if I get too hungry, I tend to get cranky. We're just driving randomly assuming there must be food or a town somewhere...but no. Just tulips.
Luckily I have a talking car, so I asked it to find a nearby restaurant and it sent us to a "family restaurant" that was open until 2pm - and it was only 1:50! And it was fine. And that was good.
It turned out to be fun, but not at all what I expected. I anticipated that a festival incorporated you know, something beyond the fields of flowers. They have a million + people coming - I can't be the only one who gets cranky when hungry. Could be dangerous.
Edited at 9:20pm - click on the picture above to see the rest of the pix of the tulips.
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