Day two of the festival is just for fun. The shrine is decked out in lanterns and the stall holders turn up. It's a pretty small festival so we only usually get a half dozen stalls but that's enough to excite the local kids. And I reckon the stalls must rake it in as, while the population is small there really isn't a lot of excitement around here and the kids all turn up loaded down with money from all the rellies as 'it's festival time!' Being devoid of festival frenzied relatives Meg and Amy were limited to one purchase. Mean and nasty I know but seriously we do not need more overpriced plastic junk and 500 yen for a sausage on a stick brings out the miser in me- either that or the entrepreneur- seriously I could make good money buying sausages at the local supermarket and grilling them up just outside the festival gate!
But hey, it's festival time and the girls were thrilled with their mammoth bags of fairy floss and so was I when Amy decided she didn't like fairy floss after all and gave it to me. Nothing like spun sugar for a pick me up!
I love this picture of the festival. It was 10am and the nighttime chill still hadn't burnt off so most kids were wearing jackets still. But the kid in the short sleaved blue plaid shirt, the orange check skirt, pink socks and sandals? That would be our Amy!