Ah, good ol’ KDays, the only place on Earth that can make the combined smell of sunscreen, sweat and mini doughnuts smell good. It’s a summer ritual at this point, and this year it’s back at the Expo Centre from July 19 to 28. I’m going to be honest, I go for one reason — mini doughnuts. Oh, and shaved ice. And The Zipper. Okay, so maybe more than one reason, and I am not mad about it. This is why KDays is so fun — there’s so much to love.
As a self-proclaimed foodie with a penchant for the bizarre, KDays’ new foods competition is one of my favourite parts of the festival. Last year, I dared to try mustard ice cream. Spoiler alert: it’s as weird as it sounds. But the pink lemonade ice cream and falafel perogies more than made up for it. It’s not just food; it’s an experience. And of course, you can’t forget the mini doughnuts — or as I call them, the breakfast of champions. Those sugary halos of happiness that are worth every single calorie. Whether you’re a regular or a first-timer, a bag of these delights is a rite of passage.
As a 21-year-old, I’m in that awkward phase between teenager and adult. KDays lets me feel like a kid again — until I try to ride The Zipper right after breakfast. Nothing says “good morning” like being spun around until you forget which way is up. If you’re feeling adventurous, the Crazy Mouse is a must-try. It’s like a regular roller coaster, but with a twist — literally.
If you’re not one to hang upside down or plummet from great heights, the Polar Express ride is also a fun time. Growing up, my favourite ride at the fair was the teacups. It still is, but fair warning if you get into my teacup, brace yourself: I show no mercy.
After you’re tuckered out from the rides, nothing cools you down like some shaved ice and a walk around the trade show. Think of the KDays trade show as a quirky marketplace where you can find things from the practical to the downright bizarre. Need a new phone case? Got it. Curious about pseudoscience medical devices? Got those too. I like to keep a healthy dose of skepticism and sarcastic commentary in my back pocket when I’m at the trade show.