I don't ever think the St.Pete/Clearwater/Tampa area as "country", but there it was looming in the blue sky along one of the city's arterial roads, a Ferris wheel. And as drove by I noticed other rides, all very reminiscent of the Mercer County fair which drew all us country hicks decades ago. Those things don't call me anymore, but I thought Norah would love it. And so it was.
There's not much need for commentary, the smiles do all the talking.
So, at least for three days in a place called Pinellas Park, the midwest ventured into the big bad city and brought smiles to my Norah.