Well I’ve returned from my trip to Canberra, and I must say it was quite eventful.
I got there friday morning after getting up at three, and after being picked up by dad, went strait to the stall. One of my cousins and her friend were there to help serve as well, so theoretically we had enough people to take some breaks and go see a bit of music. Well that didn’t happen on Friday… Or any of the days really. Except Monday oddly enough… which was the day the 2 girls left… But it was still a good time. Canberra Folk Festival has got to be one of the most relaxed festivals we do, and there are alway heaps of nice people around.

John came down to say hi on Sunday which was nice. I say came down like it was a short stroll from his place, but I have been lead to believe it was a 3 hour drive. Luckily for him he didn’t have to pay to get in, because he won a family weened pass. Kinda odd that he came by himself for a day… lol.

Have you ever had a moment that you really wanted to have again? I mean, I’m sure there have been moments that you have really liked, and afterwards thought it would be nice to do again. But have you had something you just can’t forget, and you want it again and again… It’s strange for me to have such a strong obsession, because I’m usually pretty detached about thing. Not in a dismissive way, but in a flexible sense… I realise that you have to let things go, or that once it has happened, it’s time to move on from it, and look forward again. But for some reason, I just can’t forget this thing… It’s sticking to me like molten honey… Well I suppose all honey is molten in it’s own un-lava-like way. But regardless, I have to say it’s been put up there with the best times of my life…. and while it might not be the best, if I could have one of them again, that would be it. I have no idea what a Pirana sounds like, but it must be hilarious. <3

Hmmm, I’m not writing this all at once, and I have just found out a few minutes ago, that I’m not going trecking like I thought I was… We’re getting alot of rain at the moment (it followed me from Canberra), so walking and camping wouldn’t be to pleasant. ah well, at least I’ll be able to do my homework now…

So lets head back in our minds (or in mine) To Canberra. I mentioned rain just before… That’s was because it rained. Thankfully not during the festival, because that would have been pretty bad for business and we can’t really deal with any more bad business at the moment. But it did rain on the last day of the festival, when every thing was pretty much over, and then all the next day, when we were packing up. It’s a real drag packing up all that stuff wet, because not only is it an unpleasant experience, but it means days and days of work afterwards cleaning, drying and redoing alot of things. So mum and I did alot of work packing things up and trying to keep stuff dry with dad, but we couldn’t do it all as we had a flight to catch back here. So dad had to stay an extra day to get it all under control.
But it was alright that he did that, because he was hardly at the stall for most of the festival. He’s a bit of a power-house, in that he does heaps and heaps of work, but then he crashes. Like he put in a huge effort driving around the country and setting up the stall, but once that was all done, he just went off and relaxed. So for most of the festival he was off with other stall-holders having fun. It was alright though.

So that was pretty much my trip. I could have made a video about it all, But I’ve noticed my video’s getting a tad log recently, so I have to work on cutting them down to nice snappy lengths… However I will touch on bits of this at some stage…
I wonder if anyone is actually reading thins… hmmmm… Comment if you are. Do you need a wordpress account to comment? I’m not sure.