Even though I merely observe, come the start of every October I find myself looking forward to the St. Raphael Festival that transforms a soccer field in the middle of a Snell Isle neighborhood into a carnival. What really amazes me is how fast it comes and goes. Sunday night at 8pm the festival is full of people on the rides. By 9:30am Monday morning every ride is already packed up and loaded onto a truck. It is only open for three days. How fast it appears then disappears adds a lot to its mystery for me. It just does not seem possible.
Again this year I did not go on a single ride. I did, though, continue my custom of eating deep fried Oreos. They warmed my insides for hours after.
Where does the carnival go after it leaves Snell Isle? I am very curious about that, but would not want to know the answer. It occurred to me today that this could be its last stop of the year before winter, and that is why everyone packs up so quickly because vacation starts as soon as they finish. As much as I like this annual visit, for many reasons I hope I am never here to see it again.