Ekka 2014 kicked off in Brisbane last Friday – complete with dagwood dogs, show-bags and rides that make you puke. You either love or hate this annual Brisbane event and I must confess I happen to be in the latter category.
In fact I haven’t been for at least SIX years!
There are many reasons I could give for this very un-Brisbane aversion, but the main ones are …
- Cost – no matter which way you slice it, it’s an exxy day out for a family of five. The admission isn’t too bad and from what I can see the food is pretty reasonably priced as well. Its the rides and the show-bags that really hit you in the wallet.
- Crowds – crowds with small kids are not fun and massive line-ups for everything from the strawberry ice-creams to the loo means that tempers of both adults and kids alike can get pretty frayed
I guess that makes me a bit of an Ekka Grinch!
This year however I am under mounting pressure from the kids to come out of my cave/house and take them to the Ekka.
And as much as I’d like to bah-humbug their pleas away I am running out of excuses. They are a bit older now so less likely to throw a fit while lining up for the “Vomitron” Vomit or whatever is the cool ride this year
I’m also starting to wonder whether I’m denying them precious childhood memories, the lack of which will have them all in therapy by the time they’re 18.
So I’m turning this over to you Brisbane…How does an Ekka Grinch like me survive the day?
Do you have any tried and tested strategies for when to go, what to see and how to not spend your entire month’s wages on fairy floss?
Any/all advice gratefully recieved by me, plus the undying grattitude of my children if you are able to convince me!