After getting back from the strolling acts at the Pancake B-fast the kids hit the pool and I did the laundry as Mami rested. The funny thing is since everyone look and talk Americanish it is easy to forget the money here is not the same. The hotel manager went ahead and changed my $20 bill into Loonies (one dollar coins). Laundry is about $6 per load, start to finish. But almost everything here is double to quadruple in price...oh, well.
After all that we did shopping for dinner and a bathing suit for Cynthia, oh, and new show shoes (found some cute ones on clearance...only $5 each) for the girls. They are black with a giant jewel on the toe.
In keeping with our previous blogs below is a centipede of sorts that was running around the front of our stage area. An audience member spotted it as I chatted with them before the show. I took this picture then went back to talking. At that moment it was crawling away from me so it was a surprise to me when everyone nearby ewed and moaned as I accidentally stepped on it and smashed it...at least half way.
Ever hear of a Hutterite? Kind of Amish in that they live in colonies and Mennonite like in that they drive, have TVs, even text message each other. In fact, outside them living in colonies, and dressing modestly, they are pretty much like everyone else. We chatted with the group pictured below for some time. Cynthia was surprised that they seemed just as worldly as every other teen. The do have a German-English like accent.
Below is sunset in Swift Current.
This is a shot CC took of us setting up chairs. The fair folks set them up theater style but we decided to change them to an arced circusy style.
It was nice to have Mami's home cooked meals on this tour. Tonight we had veggies and a rice chicken meal. The RV, as a kitchen is really coming in handy. Miles and Nick are living in it but come back to the hotel for bathes and pool time. As far as happenings of the day, the only problem we had was a man for the 4H who insisted on using our hall as a thorough-fair for himself. That means walking around our vehicles that are blocking the door, around "caution" and Do not enter signs, through our backstage, around another line of caution tape and through the hall then out the front door. It literally would not have taken him any more time to just walk next to the building, never entering it. Finally, after walking through as my little girls are changing, I asked him not to do it, and explained why. He said, he was with 4H and he was on 4H business. I further explained the girls changing and he told me, "that's too bad". I did what I hate to do and took the issue to the manager. The door is now kept locked and we have a key.
On the "never underestimate the power of a good night sleep" front. I kept loosing track the order of the show. I skipped on routine or act and announced the next one. Nothing was in order, especially in the second show. The kids kept whispering to me what I forgot. It became obvious to the audience and ended becoming a running joke. The audiences are great here.
Cynthia sang "Down" to the River" tonight. It started off well but little Belle (our poodle) shortly after Cynthia started, walked out on stage to her. The audience, "awed" and laughed. I scooped her up and Cynthia continued. The house was dead cold quiet as she sung. A testament to her voice. Even little kids remained shushed as she sang. One lady in the first row, a mother of two, cried. Wow.
One section of the fairgrounds is an on going living history museum town and Mami took the kids through to experience early Candadian life. They even got to play with old toys from the 1800s.
One more note. Candadian money looks funny!
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