My favorite animal is the guanaco. If you are like most people I tell this to, you probably haven’t heard of this majestic creature. The guanaco is more gangly llama-type animal. Since I have yet to visit South America or the San Diego Zoo, I settle for alpacas and llamas…and get pretty excited when I see them. Somehow, Marissa (my roommate) might get even more excited about llamas than I do.
That being said, Saturday was a big day for us. We started by heading over to Patchwork Alpaca Farm, precisely 5k (3.1 miles) away from campus. As we pulled up to the farm, I was in slight shock. I’m not exactly sure what I expected, but it certainly wasn’t what was in front of my eyes.
|Feeding the pig…I mean alpaca. (Photo by Marissa Dacken)|
I parked my little car behind the alpaca transport trailer. We got out of the car and walked over to the little shelter that the alpacas were standing under (only one was basking in the sun in the fenced in yard area). There were no people in sight, but the alpacas seemed pretty happy to see us and we found the honor system/ donation food bags. I dropped a dollar in the (unlocked) lock-box and took a ziplock of alpaca pellets. As we fed the alpacas, it became very clear to us which one was the alpha of the group–it wasn’t letting anyone else get any food. When we were done feeding the alpacas, we followed the homemade signs to the store across the street, which was attached to the owners home; we could see into their living room.
At that point, I was hungrier than that one alpaca that ate all the food, so I was pretty thrilled for the next part of our ‘big day out’. We dropped the car off at school and made the short walk into town. Typically, Selinsgrove’s Market Street is not an attraction. The streets were packed this week and the town hustled and bustled: the Market Street Festival was in full swing. While I am definitely a city girl through and through, I absolutely love the small, slightly-tacky fairs and festivals of small towns.
All the small town festival staples could be found: church food stands, semi-professional stands for kettle corn and lemonade, high school club fundraisers, and a dunk tank. Once we hit all the expected stands, Marissa bought a bag of apples and I found a pair of sandals for $2.
|Everyone wanted the cone! (Photo by Marissa Dacken)|
The day wasn’t complete without a visit to the children’s petting zoo being offered by Ashburn’s Animals, a local farm that Marissa volunteers at often. We were both handed ice cream cones filled with food pellets. A llama crunched on the cone after I shared a few pellets with a goat.
As we prepared to depart the festival, Marissa purchased a bag of fresh kettle corn; we watched it being made. I walked home happily with a cone of teaberry ice cream, quite content with small town life.