[click on the thumbnails to see the amazing quality Jif's camera (and
I've brutally cut over half the pictures, and it was bloody hard to do]
When we arrived at the park, the folks from Maine were offering guided tours of their graphics . We wandered around looking things over, and trying to make some sense of the graphics. The first person I knew that I ran into was Kenna Manos , an old Inkshed buddy . She was there with the Raging Grannies. There were other folks there, too -- you can see them behind the Grannies , more and more of them . There were also the rest of us , like John McKendy and various not-so-great speakers and the occasional Inkshedder (that's Kenna's bag) and some pretty strange folks, too . The even stranger ones were there , all the time, too , along with the media . That's an ex-student, Nicolle Carlin , covering it for CTV. Besides the Grannies, we also had the Radical Cheerleaders. Eventually we started down Spring Garden, with the police keeping us safely to the right and stopping for traffic lights , even when we turned up Barrington. There were some confrontations with the cops , but they were all pretty conversational -- or silent . We passed this pub , and agreed it looked like a Canadian version of an Amsterdam whorehouse. We got to the park below the Metro Centre and all that happened from our point of view was a few more speeches . We went for lunch, and (thankfully) missed the real confrontations, which were back on Spring Garden Road and below the Citadel.