Today I went on a date with a really curt girl. No, this was not with my wife and she really was a girl. We had a great time in
St Paul at
Lake Phalen where we attended the 13th annual Dragon Festival. This festival showcases and celebrates the diverse Asian Pacific Islander cultural heritage in the Twin Cities. The weather was great - upper 70's with a good breeze. We parked at Gustavus Adolphus Church and took the big yellow school bus to the event - across the street and golf course. The first thing we did was to get a tattoo at the Target tent.

Then Lorelei wanted to get a balloon animal. She chose a cat. The cat survived the entire day until we got back home. While taking it out of the car, we heard a POP! All nine lives went at once.

This is one of the dragon heads that adorn the dragon boats for the races.

And we participated in the playground activities. Watch me. Weeeeee!

A couple of the boats, duking it out.

Here is some more Dragon boat action. There were about two dozen sponsored boats.
Some of the cultural events were at the out door stage. We watched three old Filipino geezers play the bongos and guitars. I thought they would be singing in their language but for the most part it was Spanish. And for most of the time they just sang La la la la to the beat, because as I figured out, they must have forgot the words. They were not good enough to post.
Next up was a dance troupe from Formosa (Taiwan). They combined traditional and modern dance, including a sword dance with a real sword. I learned that in Taiwan there are mountain people that are very similar to our American Indians. They love to sing and dance. Below is one of the singers. Notice the colorful costume. It almost looks Mian, complete with bells around the ankles. She sang Chinese.

Some of the dances looked like Gypsy dances.
They also had a girl from Mainland China and a Guy from Taiwan do kind of a traditional Chinese ballet about two lovers - he was leaving for a while and was afraid that she would forget him. She assured him that would never happen. It was a long dance and I wish I could have taped the whole dance but it was too long. This is a piece of it. As far as ballet goes, they were in no way very good at it, according to ballet standards, but it was very entertaining, and they actually showed emotion on their faces.
This must be close to a half-way house or mental hospital because there was one in the crowd today as well as three years ago when we attended last. I think this guy thought he was from Tonga or Fiji or someplace.

We ran into three princesses there and I insisted that Lorelei have her picture taken with them. She wanted to go but did not put up any resistance when I asked if I could take their picture with Lorelei. These girls are Apsara dancers from Cambodia. Apsara dancing is the traditional dance from Cambodia and we were entertained by some dancers at an outdoor restaurant in Siem Riep where the ancient Khmer temple ruins of Angkor War are located. They dance very slow and make very difficult moves with their hands and feet.

We went to get chocolate ice cream at $3.50 for a one scoop cone and only got in for the last dance. Once we got in the ice cream line, there was no way we were getting out. It was hot and we needed refreshment. By the time we were finished with them I had chocolate on my shirt pants and Lorelei only had it on her lips and cheeks. I don't know who was the messier eater, the one eating or the one helping with the eater. I really don't believe any of that chocolate came from my cone. After this dance there was a group from Burma (Myanmar) and then we hopped on the bus for the ride back to the church to pick up our car.
Lorelei said the best part of the day was the CHOCOLATE ICE CREAM CONE. Yes it was.
1 comment:
Of course the chocolate ice cream was the best part. When is chocolate not the best part of anything? You find the most amazing events to attend. It looks like you and Lorelai had a great time. Too bad her cat died at the very end.
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