The following day we went to the Pomona swap meet. I debated with myself for putting a rant in here, but 6 months have passed and I am still a little pissed. We pull up to the gate for car show participants and they want to charge me for two vehicles because I have my trailer. I tell him I am shorter combined length than some of the dually trucks pulling in. He says rules are rules. I can go unhook the trailer and come back. I tell him I just drove 3000 miles to get here and may not be back before the show closes. Then the moron says I can just unhook it and leave it on the street. Yeah, sure, I will leave my accommodation, tools, food and everything else on the side of the road for someone else to take home. The was no talking sense to this simpleton, because he said I would take up two parking spots. So we drive all the way around to the public parking area and walk in. When we get in I see all kinds of cars after car parked all cockeyed and taking up in some cases 4 parking stalls. I wrote an email to the Pomona Swap meet folks, and never got a reply. That's what we call SHIT customer service up here in the Great White North. We picked up some small goodies and a bunch of Hot Wheels for the little guy. I was hoping to pick up a couple more pedal car bodies, but the guy I bought the 55 that is in these pictures, was not at the show that day. Ughhhhhh, pissed off again. So we hit the road. but not before Braxton did a massive burnout and got busted by Pomona's finest.