I walked into my husband's now-cavernous workshop and was started by the enormous object in the right end of the room - it was a giant potato. This potato wasn't just a big potato, it was enormous - about the size of three school buses clustered together, or bigger. It looked more like an iris rhizome than a potato, instead of having one large, lumpy body it had multiple tubers all over it. What a big potato!
I became obsessed with the potato and finding it again. I was walking outside with Michelle and Anne and I knew the potato was up ahead. I couldn't wait to show it to them. We were in a national park dedicated to the potato. As we walked, we came to a barrier. Oh no! There is a carnival and they have enclosed the potato! Is this even legal? We pay to get in to the carnival so we can see the potato. It is perched up on a hill like a monastery. As we get close to it, I see that it has been converted into a building. Inside, vendors have set up to sell crafts and antiques. Business isn't going great, and I look around to find something to buy to support them, but they really don't have nice things.
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