The other day was the Holi Fesitival in India. It is to celebrate something (like so many things) that I don’t understand about India Culture. This is what happens. A bunch of people (mostly early teenager to mid 20’s India Boys) get some dye (powdered or mixed with water) and they throw it at people in the street. I saw it once in a commercial and thought it looked pretty cool.
As I was riding my bicycle down an alley, I saw some people covered in dye (red, yellow, purple and pink). I looked ahead and there I saw a couple of eager boys holding something in their hands. I was riding my bicycle and as I passed them, they threw the powder at me. I was covered in many colours. It was crazy, but funny, and when I got home, Tanya had quiet the laugh at my multicoloured face/shirt/feet/shorts. I wish I had some ammunition to throw back, but I didn’t. A day and a shower later and I still have some evidence of festival on me.