Last weekend, I went to Dickens Fair, an annual occurrence in Daly City.
I finally understand why some people get addicted to shopping. I could not stop buying hats. I spent an hour trying on and buying different hats. If I had not left, I would've purchased more hats. If those hat merchants had any sense, they should've seen that I was a giant mark and bombarded me with their wares.
Groups of women regularly walked by in petticoats. It was awesome. Occasionally the Queen came through and blessed us, and other attendees said in an English accent, "Bless you, Majesty."