Abandoned Stuff by Saskboy

Mosaic was lots of fun again this year. More Pavilions! They’d have to add more days though, because even with the 3 nights, I was still unable to make it to 3 of them, taking the bus to well over half.

The bus was plugged up at 10:15 at the Italian pavilion, and it was raining cats and dogs after 5 minutes of standing at the bus stop. I think I managed to fit about 6 and a half people under my umbrella. The drunk high school girl who was trying desperately to land in the gutter by swooning backwards, was not invited, and seemed oblivious and accepting of her perilous situation anyway.

We ran inside, and after a quick second bite in the Italian club, we caught the bus and made friends with a very drunk man who ended up in the north end when he was looking to be south. We hopped off at the Poltava Ukrainian pavilion, and enjoyed the closing dancing and live orchestra. I’ll probably put a clip of it on YouTube later, it was fantastic. The food had already been put away, so Jesse was disappointed by that, but he got some kybassa at the Kyiv pavilion earlier.

On the bus ride home, I spent some time asking/telling high school kids to put their cigarettes out while we were on the bus. After saying loudly “PLEASE PUT YOUR CIGARETTES OUT!” the bus driver pulled over and I fingered a few of the culprits who had hid it in the mean time, but he didn’t do anything except yell for a second and glare at them for a few more. If he’d tossed even a couple off the bus it would have fixed the problem organically. Naturally, the chain smoking junkies lit up again within 5 minutes. At least I had an open-window seat with some air.

The Chilean pavilion had a punch drink that was a lot like sangria - it was good. The prices for bottled water varied though from place to place ($2 at Chile, and $1.50 elsewhere), and few of the pavilions had drinking fountains available, which is kind of sad. I spent way too much on food (like last year, only less this time), but it’s a once a year kind of thing, and the travel cost can’t be beat, even with the smoke filled night buses. The German pavilion had the biggest dinner for the best price, and I bumped into Nicole who I’d never met before, but have spoken with through blogs for a couple years now.

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Here are some very funny pie charts. I think I could come up with a few more like some of these.