Cherry Blossoms April 21, 2009Posted by jorkat in Seoul.
Last Saturday was my favourite sports weekend of the year.
It was the last full night of NHL regular season games. It was the first full Saturday of Major League Baseball. And it was Saturday at the Masters.
And yes, this is actually a picture of our TV from Sunday’s coverage which we had to watch on Monday night. I was a basketcase most of the day trying to avoid knowing the outcome. But I was successful and we were able to enjoy the entire final round in its entirety. Katie also succesfully managed to figure out how to hook up our laptop to the TV so now we can watch the grainy non-HD image on a 27-inch screen instead of an 11-inch.
What’s this post about again?
Oh yeah, last Saturday was a great day for sports. So how did we spend the day you ask?
We went to a Cherry Blossom Festival. Or as I like to call them Cherry Blawesomes.
I don’t know what the festival was called (and neither did wikipedia). All I know is that cherry blawesomes are only in full bloom for a few weeks each year and that this long street is lined with over 1400 cherry blawesome trees.
At the end of the street is a tall building called the 63 Building. Guess how many floors it has?
60 floors + 3 in the basement. I wonder how long the brainstorming meeting was to name this thing. 30 seconds? Maybe a minute?
The streets were jammed with lots of Asians of all ages. Mostly just families out and about enjoying a wonderful spring day amongst the beautiful scenery. Just about everyone had a camera so plenty of pictures were being taken, mostly of the trees and their loved ones, but once inawhile something would catch our attention that was too difficult to ignore. Like this guy for example.
Wow. And I thought I was an attention whore. I searched Google and Wikipedia for “lonely old asian men with nothing to do on a Saturday except dress-up and scare small children”, but nothing came up so I’m not quite sure what’s going on here. But I know what you’re all thinking. That’s a great picture and all, but wouldn’t it be nice if there was some video to truly capture how surreal this moment was. Well, you’re in luck. Enjoy.
Between the blawesomes, the building, the asian mullet and Mr. Miyagi’s estranged gay brother, I’d say this day was far more entertaining than Saturday at Augusta, Fenway and the Bell Centre combined.