Och Aye

well, i finally have a chance to report on orillia's scottish festival. what a busy day. i didnt actually get to partake in the festival.

janaki and i arrived on friday at around lunch time and just relaxed for the afternoon. it was so bloody hot. then her friend ryan arrived in his pimp wheels, and we drove over to his place to pick up some stuff for the weekend. sitting in the back of this baby doing 120km down the hwy actualy gave me miniature dreadlocks, and a wonderful face massage.

we had a great dinner of bbq steak and sausages. later we went out for a drink and i met some more of janakis friends.

saturday was the day of the festival and we went down at around midday. janakis dad, viren, was dressed as he is every year, in his scottish beret. im sure theres more then a few people who recognise the crazy indian man every year. we watched the parade and then got put to work in the beer tent. for some crazy reason the beer was in bottles, that we had to decant into cups. it was being kept in big tubs of ice, and when it was busy the beer was coming out as soon as it went in. you can imagine what kind of head we were getting on warm beers out a bottle. most people were understanding, but there were a few real bitches. janaki was pulling bottles out of the bins and cut her finger pretty bad on a broken one. i managed to get pretty sunburnt even though we were under the tent. but we got to drink as much as we wanted for free, which resulted in all of us falling asleep straight after our bbq dinner.

we went out that night, but i piked early as i was so pooped. a whole week of bluesfest and too much sun, was really catching up with me.

on sunday morning i found out about my grandma, janaki let me call mum and i was on the phone to her for a while. then we headed out to ryans parents place on the lake and went swimming and had another bbq. i got more sunburnt. but it was a nice relaxing day. we didnt leave orillia til about 6 so got home at 11pm and crashed out.