From Instagram: Pig in Vaaaaaase!

When I was a kid, my parents never wanted to go to the Woodstock Fair. It was very crowded and large, so we would only go to the Brooklyn Fair in our hometown, the weekend before. It was more manageable for my parents, therefore it was the only one we would go to. So the Woodstock Fair was this mysterious, magical, and amazing place to go. (I was a kid, I didn't realize it was a slightly larger version of the Brooklyn Fair.) The first time I went to the Woodstock Fair was when I was in hig...