Jazz Festival

Last Saturday Ben and I met up with Shonna at the Vancouver International Jazz Festival for a few hours. We sat in on a free performance by The Unsupervised, which was pretty strange... but not as weird as some of the "music" Shonna had already witnessed before we arrived, apparently! And we ate a disgusting (in my opinion, re the concept not the taste) huge bucket of chips with gravy and cheese, a delicacy known as "poutine". Then we sat on a blanket and listened to an open air performance by a South American group (salsa type music), which was definitely the best music we heard there!

The most exciting thing we witnessed was a long-haired guy getting escorted off the field by two security guards, but then trying to make a run for it, struggling with the security guards in a pile-up on the ground, some random guys from the audience joining the fray to help the guards, audience members filming and taking photos and being told not to by other audience members, someone calling the police, the guy eventually ending up face-down in the dirt and shouting "help, help", an off-duty policeman from the audience reading him his rights from a little card, and then two police officers arriving, handcuffing him, and leading him away. By the way, this all happened about 5 metres away from our blanket; we kind of forgot about the music for a while...

Here are the photos of the festival!