musikfest 2012

Musikfest began Friday, and my first shift was yesterday. After walking 6 miles in the morning you'd thought I had enough of the humidity.

And I did. But the reality parking for MF is a nightmare, and i would have parked just as far away for free, or paid a kings ransom. So I left the car at home and walked.

This year the volunteer shirts are bright, safety, orange. What numb-nut on the volunteer committee thought that one up. August in Pennsylvania and they chose safety orange. Clearly they want the volunteers to get heat stroke.

I cut the sleeves out of my shirt, cut the neck line, and threw it in my string backpack. I wore a white tank top to walk over there and a hat. I took a shower before I left, but it didn't smell that way when I arrived. I pretty much just wasted the water! I put my mangled shirt on and stood for the next 5 hours.

This is the point where I realized there was a flaw in my plan. I was dog tired. And I still had to walk home.

But first I needed to see Handwerkplatz. Tibetan monks have set up shop next to Cast In Bronze, and are working on a sand mandela,  dancing, and all sorts of cool stuff. It really quite interesting to see Tibetan prayer flags hanging all over the historic area. That's where Sharon was working assisting the glass blowers. Excuse me, I'm the artist. Schedule me with the glass blowers why don't cha.

I was planning on eating at Horn's on the south side, everything is supposed to be local and sustainable, but ended up meeting up with Sharon and eating Thai food at Thai Thai. It was yummy. I'll try Horn's Monday.

Sitting, air conditioning, the never ending glass of water, and eggplant pan with tofu was all I needed to revive myself for the walk home. Bonus. I got to see the equestrian police getting ready on the Main Street ramp of the bridge for evening patrols.

The  last picture is of the crowds building at Plaza Tropica-hell (official name Tropical. Long story.)

I did manage to do my class, but I fell asleep watching the Olympics.