Yesterday was Ekka. Some of it seems to have been scaled down from last year, which is a shame. I also want to know who thought putting the cats in between the fish and the birds was a good idea.
The people running stands in the Chinese Pavillion displayed what I tend to see a lot from my mother's homeland, which is the tendency to snub people of non-asian appearance, even when they're trying to give you money. It's one of the common cultural traits I like least about that part of my heritage, and it's one of the reasons I get angry when usually well-meaning people run around acting as though only white westerners are racist.
But back to Ekka. The food and wine pavillion held much, MUCH good chilli sauce. $ spent lots of money, and I hear there will be (time permitting) a chilli cookout for the masochistic later in the year. Mwahaha. I also bought the food magazine showbag thingys, cos they were cheap and hand sample-things.
Also caught up with
avaaricious and her Dad, wandering around the art show; mocking things and being snooty art critic, though occasionally seeing Very Nice Things[tm]. The digital photography and enhancement section was rather a laughing stock.
There were some very nice yarns in the Wool Pavillion, but nothing that really leapt out at me, so I didn't buy any, which my credit card probably likes me for. I did however, buy a belt, which I've been needed for some time. This means the pants which are too big now on account of recent weight loss can be worn without me having to hike them back up every 5 steps.
There was little of interest in the Showbag Pavillion. I'd not reaklised how much less fun it is when one cannot eat very much in the candy and chocolate showbags. We bought Pepsi bags for the backpacks and the PepsiMax and left.
Today is BBQ, then off to QPAC in the Evening for Sydney Dance Company's
Grand. Am much looking forward to it. I'm a great big SDC fangirl, and I missed them when they toured last year because I was bogged down with assessment. This year, I booked early enough that I didn't feel guilty and could schedule my assessment work around it, which is a much better plan. I think it will become a regularity.
And now, We're late for the BBQ.