Jazz Fest!

Silly white people

Well, we just got back from our first trip into Detroit. They were having the International Jazz Festival this weekend. It being free (and we being poor!), it was the logical way for us to spend our Labor Day.

The music was pretty good- there was one band that I really liked because it was an older big-band style jazz group- but the real fun was examining the other festival attendees. I've decided to be an amateur anthropologist, a.k.a. people watcher, and stare unabashedly at everything like a tourist.

However I realize that I am very much the country mouse in the big city. Charles and I were taking a break from the music and sitting on the edge of a fountain when a stringy black man came charging toward us yelling. I completely ignored him (thinking that he was just a stressed out father yelling at wayward children in the pool) until Charles grabbed my arm and said "We need to leave now." Then I heard the man say "So why all you white people gotta be shootin' da niggas?" and realized he was addressing us. The white people. With a white baby. By the time my mind registered what was happening the security guards were already hauling him away. Charles decided it was time for us to go home then!

So that was Detroit.

Here are some pics of the city:





The fountain was my favourite part of the day!