Mosaic Review

Since neither my sister nor Ky and Lyn did not right a review on Mosaic, I guess I will. Maryanne even promised to do one. For shame!

Last weekend, Regina's multicultural festival Mosaic occurred. Unfortunately, we only went for part of one day and with a large group so it was like Fast Forwarded Mosaic. It is difficult to go to all the pavilions that people want to visit. I wish I could have spent more time at each place. I am disappointed that I did not get to see the candle dancers at the Philippine pavilion or the fire eater at the Caribbean pavilion. I had the impression that some people in our group wanted to go to spend the least amount of time at all the pavilions that people in our group wanted to go to. They just wanted to go home (which is OK).

Some general comments and stories about Mosaic:
* Kara almost made herself sick with the goal of eating something at each pavilion.

* It was nice that there was an Irish pavilion this year. They had been shut down a couple years ago due to some rowdiness. Everyone was very well behaved. I enjoyed the Prairie Gaela dancers. We got to see a little bit of the band Crofter's Revenge. They were pretty good. The funniest sign at the Irish pavilion: "If you're smoking you must be on fire".

*Ran into an old friend who used to live across the street from my parents' house. I had not seen her since high school.

*Like always, it was very hot and humid in a lot of the pavilions.

*I accidentally "flashed" some passersby outside the Caribbean pavilion. I had two shirts on and was taking one off. Oops.

*The Scottish pavilion was a blast. We arrived just in time to see the highland dancers. It just so happened that where we were standing was the perfect spot to listen to the Celtic band Celtae. We were right at the front. Of course, we were right in the middle of the rowdies but they were hard to avoid there. The finale with the police, all the dancers and the pipe band was cool as always.
One of the reasons we wanted to stay for the band was because of two cute guys in the band. While they performed, the cute drummer kept on looking at Shannon and the cute lead singer/guitarist kept on looking at Lyn. And who was looking at Janice you ask? Well, the overweight security guard with the handlebar mustache of course. Story of my life.
An unfortunate side note about the Scottish pavilion: only Lyn, Shannon and I were there. Bronwyn, Lyn and I arrived there first. Shannon got in but the others did not because there were too many people already in the building. Shannon, Lyn and I wanted to stay but Bronwyn wanted to go home. She left her car with us and was going to catch a ride with the girls waiting outside. Or we thought were waiting outside. The pavilion was so noisy I did not hear my cell phone ringing. After we left, I noticed that I had voice mail. The first message was my sister calling to say that they were leaving. The second one was Bronwyn wondering what happened to the other girls. She eventually called her brother for a ride home.

My apologizes for not updating my blog in awhile. All I had really done lately is work and look for work.