Herm, Fel, Fi, Ottie and I went to the Andong Maskdance Festival on my last weekend in Korea. It is, as its namesake, an event celebrating masks and dances from all over the world.
The Little Prince and me. And that’s a masked Shrek in the background.
Herm, Fi, and Ottie got lemonades, while I spent the best five minutes of my life making the owner’s baby laugh in his pram. He could have been a buddha for all I know, lying so serenely in his pram; whenever he giggled, which was often, it felt as though stars were falling.Â He was so precious. I hope I feel about my future kids the way I felt when I spent that five precious minutes with him. â™¥â™¥â™¥
The lot of us met up with Mark & Beth, and we got tickets for a traditional masked performance. There were various acts for just S$2, but we left early after about half an hour of not understanding them. The performances had live instruments and the gags were pretty much understandable. However, I still couldn’t figure out what exactly I was watching despite the brochure’s summaries in English that was given out. It was entertaining to see that one act where the father and child tricked the gods though.
This was outside the grounds. I thought it was cute though. The text saysï¼»å¤©ä¸‹å¤§å°†å†›ï¼½in Mandarin, though that probably could be read in Korean as well, meaning ‘the greatest general in the world’.