The crowds of people are fun to watch too. Lots of all sorts of people, from all over the Pacific Northwest, in a multitude of hues, ages, ethnicities, clothes, and socio-economic strata. And lots of it having very much the "eye candy" property. Yesterday was gray and blustery (enough so that I spent most of the time with my duster fully buttoned shut), but today was clear, warm, and sunny, meaning that much flesh was on display.
Kouryou-chan alternated between happy and cranky, pretty much classic symptoms of over-stimulation. Even so, it's always fun to spend time with her, and help her parents out.
They left for home right around darkfall. As I was making my way back through the Seattle Center to the opposite side, where I had parked (most of the booths and venues were closed and the crowds were thinning out, but not much), I came across a fire dance.
A handsome muscular young man and his two girlfriends, all dressed in silk, sweat, and not much else, were putting on an amazing show, holding a pair of some sort of weighted wad doused with lighter-fluid and lit, burning brightly, on the end of a piece of wire, flipping around and about their bodies, carving circles and arcs of fire in the air. A few people were beating out a rhythm on some drums (drums are everywhere at Folklife), and a huge crowd had gathered to watch and cheer. It ended when an event manager and the Fire Marshal came and politely asked them to stop, but it was a gorgeous thing to behold until then.