The above title appropriately sums up the week I have had. The end of July is a CRAZY time in Toronto and last week, I was in the thick of it. I started the week with a behind-the-scenes tour of the Saldenah Mas-K camp to see how they make all the lovely costumes. I returned home at midnight and by the time I had edited the newly acquired footage, it was 5am. By 8.30am, I was dolled up and ready to ‘jump and wave.’ Caribana reminded me of my younger days in London chasing after the parade in Notinghill gate. However, unlike my younger days, after 2 hours of, I could simply not keep up. I would like to blame it on the sun but, truth be told, I am old and rusty.
The morning after, I could have sworn I had been attacked by the arthritis monster. My body ached and my eyes were stinging from yet another 3 hour attempt at sleep. I woke up groggy and dazed to touch up my nappy roots, run errands, and attend the “Irie Festival’ where a diverse group of dancers entertained the crowd. My favourite performance of the day came from the Harmabee dance Company. They were awesome. You will get to see their moves when I release a clip of their performance and my follow up interview with them.
The final act of the day was a performance by the talented Reggae artist Gyptian. Now here is a guy who can SING. And he can DANCE, and he knows how to get the crowd pumped. I will tell you more about the concert and my interview with Gyptian in another post so I can do justice to the juicy details.
By the time my cheeks kissed my pillow, it was 3am. Today, I plan to eat left overs from last night’s dinner and get reacquainted with my bed, my couch, my floor, my bath tub… Get your mind out of the gutter – I just want to SLEEP.