the northwest Montana fair

If you go to a rural summer fair as a pregnant woman and see pig-wrestling, an odd collection of people in bizarre outfits clogging on a makeshift stage, several mullets, blowup guitars bigger than the children carrying them, a woman walking along with a Chihuahua falling out of her shirt, which, upon closer inspection is only her bosom and a carnation, then you just might find yourself carefully explaining to the little one within you what a strange world they are about to enter.



Of course, if you also get to eat a Greek gyro, a pina colada smoothie, and fry bread, and watch an Indian Relay race, where young men from different Montana tribes race around the track bareback, literally jumping off of one horse mid-run and onto another for the next leg, you may also whisper to your baby that it better get here quick, as this old world is quite something.