Now that you have read about the event I didn’t attend, I figured it’d be appropriate to tell you about the one I did go to. And yes, it was in Brooklyn. So far so good, thumbs up for the consistency (don’t expect this to always be true).
The event was Sakura Matsuri Cherry Blossom Festival at the Brooklyn Botanical Garden. Yes, I did jump on that bandwagon – spring, and pretty, flowering trees. Don’t be hating. A girl has got to keep her feminine side going.
This was some two weeks ago. Well, why didn’t you write about it then? This blog was non-existent at that time, that’s why. The weather was still chilly, and there weren’t that many flowering trees. They had some, don’t get me wrong. Here is the photographic proof.
But let’s just say it wasn’t breathtaking – a tree here, a tree there, and one over when-you-make-it-right. Another ‘memorable’ factor was crowds. They were present. Huge lines to get in. While in that line we bought tickets online thinking we’d get in faster, only to stand in the line of people who bought tickets online. Hey, you get in eventually – that’s what matters. But while there, do be prepared for some serious elbow work. Otherwise, you run a risk of being swept away by the sea of people and its tidal movements. A note on taking pictures: have your phone or camera out and ready and just keep snapping as you walk. Doesn’t matter what, sort through it later. Otherwise, if you stop – remember, sea of people.
How about serenity and peaceful admiration of nature? Not applicable.
A cool moment – at times it felt as we were at the Comic Con (look it up). For no apparent reason at all, a bunch of people came dressed in ridiculous and not-so-ridiculous costumes. And I don’t mean the traditional, Japanese let’s call them Geisha outfits, for the lack of better word. I mean that.
Regardless of my initial confusion it was actually entertaining to watch these people roam around. So much more than the actual dancing and singing, and some sort of sword whisking they had going on, on the main stage, took about 10 min of my attention. I’m sure if you stand in some more lines here and there, there are many more exciting things to explore at the festival.
Advice for myself, if I were to risk this event again, is to pack enough food stuffs, and some lightly-alcoholic beverages from home. As for you, go and make your peace.
P.S. We did end up a this place Die Stammkneipe/ Der Schwarze Kölner.
P.S.S. Apparently I like adding ‘P.S.’ to my postings, I’m calling this a style.