remember Norma Tanega’ssong “Walkin’
My Cat Named Dog” or Johnny Cash’s song “A Boy Named Sue”?
Perhaps you don’t (unfortunately, I do!),
but hopefully it will give you an idea about our next adventure. First of all,
I am going to change the name and theme to protect the culprits. It was a
beautiful spring day and we were off to visit the “Anywhere Kumquat Festival” (not the real name). We had found the
festival listed in the “Festivals
and Events in Ontario Guide” (our festival bible) and then went onto their website to check out
the event. The site was vague, but the festival sounded interesting so we
decided to visit it. Besides, I love the taste of Kumquats (who
doesn’t). I had visions of Kumquats
dancing in my head! You know, Kumquat
on a Stick, you name it and I visualized it. We got up early so that we could
enjoy our day and the early morning drive. Once we got to the festival site, we
found a convenient parking spot and then joined the crowd. I was licking my
lips, ready to dive in! At first we looked enthusiastically for Kumquats, any type of Kumquats, but none were to
be found! We searched high and low, around this corner and that, but still no Kumquats. We couldn’t even
find items that were related to Kumquats.
It seemed that the festival organizers liked the idea of Kumquats. After all, they
had chosen it as their theme. They just didn’t seem to know how to deliver on
the theme. I am sure that the organizers were well intended, but they missed
the mark completely. We could have been disappointed and angry and gone home
with our “tails between our
legs” (a metaphor).
However, being true Festival Nomads, we could go to wherever the “winds blew us” (another metaphor), so we decided to stay
and make the best of the day and the non-Kumquat
festival. As it turns out, we had a great time and really did enjoy our visit.
Now any time we go to theme festivals we check them out more completely. As the
old saying goes, “Live