Back to Africa . . .

African Festival!!! Which amounted to nothing more that various Africans hawking goods of their relative homes. It was cool though. It was an African art collectors wet dream. And if your an earthy type chick that loves accessories, you would have been in your relative heaven.

I almost got run up on by a very disgruntled African art dealer for taking the adjacent pic. I couldn't understand what the hell he was saying and being that I'm a strapping fellow (with some added help from Bally's) it amounted to nothing. Or maybe it was the fumes of weed coming from the next stall that calmed the situation (gotta love the rastas, JAHHHH Rastafari). Who knows?

Oh and I saw some very cool and very old building decorations. I don't know how old these date back to but I'm looking it up.