Sunday, August 22

Have festival tent will travel

I volunteered for two festivals this weekend, generic Syosset craft fair on Saturday and the Polish Festival on Sunday.

The weekend started off badly. On my way into the festival I got a call from the foundation office asking if I had the tent and bins for the fair. Well no I didn't, and neither did the other volunteer who was already there staring at an empty space. So I had to turn around and shove a tent, table and two large totes into my very small car. Sort of a big oops fixed. We set up late but that turned out not to matter, no one came by. It seems the only people who go to small craft fairs are people's grandmothers and they are less than interested in saving sea mammals. We still tried but it really was a lost cause.

There was one saving grace, the live music. I was a bit oblivious to it at first, but slowly the music began to creep into my consciousness. Were they playing "Beat It"? Is it me or does that lead singer sound off. Yes that's right it was a band of little kids. It was a music school right down the road and they were performing at the fair. Interesting choices, Green Day, Weezer, Coldplay, Kiss (proving once and for all anyone can play a Kiss song). They were so sweet up there rocking out.  They had quite a fan gathering going on.



But its all fun and games till someone loses an eye or gives children Devo hats.


I'm pretty sure I don't need to say anything more here.


Sunday was the Polish Festival in Riverhead.  This is always a great festival, always a good time.  We set up the tent and it turned out we got a pretty good spot, 2 tents down from the Mr Softee truck.  Two hours in we'd gotten into a teamwork flow of catching people in the crowd and drawing them in. Then the rains came so fast that we barely got the flyers off the table in time.  It turned out to be fun, people came to hang in our tent.  Problem was our tent had no sides and the roof is slightly unstable.   We had to keep dumping out the water gathering on the roof of the tent.  By the time the rain ended I was soaked through to my shoes.  The good news is I didn't spend the rest of the day whining how it was hot out.

When my shift was over I wandered around the fair to see if there was anything new and exciting this year.  I got a few things and enjoyed a few polkas.  

We raised about $2 on Saturday and we had nearly $50 when I left the table on Sunday.  I think this proves once and for all drunk Poles > people who go to craft fairs.

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