We Be Moshin'

Well, I " moshed" in an actual "mosh pit" this weekend. Not a head banger mosh pit mind you....a milder " folky" mosh pit! The fam went to the Edmonton Folk Fest this weekend. We had a blast but made me realize the transitions I've made as a folk fester. When I first started going, I'd just grab my jacket and go...meeting up with friends and crashing on their tarp and hanging out in the beer tent.
Then hubby entered my life and we'd both just grab a jacket and go...crashing on his sister's tarp, dancin' on the hill and of course....the beer tent.
Then kids came along. We couldn't just grab a jacket and go anymore. We'd have to take our own tarp, line up to get a good " tarp spot", pack for about 4 seasons...just in case.....coats, sweaters, raingear,sunscreen,gloves,sunhats, toques,sunglasses,mosquitoe repellant for 4!!! We'd hang out at the blow up jumpy things for kids and gaze longingly at the beer tent.
This year the kids met up with a bunch of their friends from school. They didn't want us hangin' with them. Our friends were in the beer tent. We looked at each other, gave a high five and scrambled, practically pushing each other down to get to.........the HUGE line up outside the beer tent!! We lined up and once in the beer tent couldn't find our friends so had a beer...just the two of us. We people watched for awhile, sipped our beer saying " ah," alot but soon we were both sending quick glances toward the blow up jumpy things. Almost at the same time we had the same thought- we had to go check on the kids! We looked at each other, high fived and practically pushed each other down in our scramble to the kids area in fear that they'd been kidnapped or something!
We get there and can't see them ( there's about 6000 people at folk fest at one time and they don't count kids under 12!!) we kinda get a little panicky but soon spot them...having fun without us!
Later after it gets dark we're all on the tarp listening to the funkiest, grooviest band from the states called " Ozomatli"- named after the Aztec monkey-god of dance! A 10 piece collective of African American, Chicano, Cuban, Japanese, Jewish and Filipino musicians that play a mish mash of Latin cumbia, hip hop, salsa, funk and Middle Eastern melodies! The mosh " pits" on both sides of the stage were full. We were dancin' on our tarp when our youngest ( I need to be worried) kept on something like this " I wanna go to the mosh pit! Please, can we go to the mosh pit? Come on let's go to the mosh pit!" So...all four of us went to the mosh pit!!! It was packed with gyrating bodies. There was a skinny blond guy in a sari with bells on, there were teens in bunches jumping up and down, there was us- two kids and two dorky adults doing a combo polka- twist kinda dance. ......and there were baby's in snugglies, grandma's with walking sticks, grandpa's in grey sweaters all dancin' and enjoying the same song!
Oh have I mentioned that I'm a cry baby? Well I am.....While in the mosh pit with all these people I got teary! There I was moshin' with my hubby and kids, there were probably about 200 people in that pit dancin' and smilin' and laughin' and I got a little teary! Well I was tired ok?!!!
Anyway, we had a blast, heard some great music, had some great family time, and can't wait for next year's folk fest to roll along.