This was the 8th annual Celtic Festival held at Shawnee. I went to the Celtic Festival during one of their very FIRST festivals. My how things have changed. There are a lot more vendors, more food, more crowds, and better entertainment. They had petting farms (totally went there), leprechauns on stilts (boasting the claim “tallest leprechaun in the world”), bagpipes, sheep herding, demonstrations, and so much more.
After arriving we heard bagpipes playing in the courtyard and then somehow gravitated towards the petting farm. We had no intention of actually stopping by to see them while we were there, but somehow we were being pulled in by the welcoming signs. “These animals have teeth. Do not stick your hands in their mouths.” Aw shucks, how did you know that’s why I came?
Let’s just test our luck shall we?
We browsed through the vendors to see what they were selling. I obviously need to know what I’ll be missing out on purchasing before I go home amiright? After all, they MAY have something I want err. need…
Spoken like a true shop-a-holic.
We also got to walk through where all of the food vendors were and smelll all of the smells of the fair food and Irish foods. I mentally tasted everything single amazing and disgusting scent in the air to remind myself of what I am missing out on.
Chicken finger basket anyone? The willpower it took to turn that basket of clucks down.
Ever since I went gluten free (still working on the dairy/casein free bit) almost four weeks ago for my underactive thyroid, I try to encourage people to eat double and think of me during that second helping. I remind them that they are doing the right thing by eating a little extra just for me. Those extra calories though, they can just keep them because I’m not interested in that nonsense.
We arrived at the main tent just in time to see a band called Burning Bridget Cleary. Google that. I dare you. Up will pop up a wiki page about Bridget Cleary. It’s a pretty ridiculous to say the very least. Don’t say I didn’t warn you though.
They were pretty good and what you would typically expect from an Irish themed band. While they may have thought they were the main event at the tent, they were definitely proven wrong. On the dance floor in front of them a little boy, around 2 years old was getting really into their music. And by getting into their music, what I really mean is spinning in circles and then randomly falling over from being dizzy. This happened every 2 minutes for the 30 minutes we were there. He was so captivating that even the band laughed as he randomly biffed it (fell on his face for those who don’t know what biffed it means) on the floor.
There’s always something about falling down that can make anyone laugh out of the sheer pain we all know they experienced.
After about 30 minutes of Burning Bridget Cleary we went inside to the “Irish Pub” to see another act called Seamus Kennedy. We were not quite sure what we walked into, but we did not want to leave. He’s an entertainer of many sorts who hailed from Belfast, Ireland. He’s very good at engaging the crowd, cracking jokes, and keeping the crowd lively.
Here’s a video of his performance yesterday that I found on youtube. See for yourself: