Christmas Festival at Holmes Rock
06 December 2008 | Holmes Rock, Bahamas
A good friend of ours took us and her children to the Christmas at Holmes Rock (say 'Holmes-es Rock'). Homes Rock is a few miles to the west of Freeport & is a traditional Bahamian settlement, and the home-town of our friend.
The Christmas Festival is held in a patch of clear ground, surrounded by brush and just over a dune from the sea. There were only a few outsiders there, mostly locals. We had a very good time.
Jacquie participated in a spoon race; a foot race while holding a hard boiled egg on a spoon....have to race to a turning point and back over the start/finish line.
Ben participated in a tug-of-war....the rope broke, so both teams were awarded prizes....hey, maintenance is a bit of an option here in the Bahamas. :-)
We got to try the conch fritters from different vendors and fried fish (yummy). We tried two different versions of Guava Duff (a Bahamian desert specialty) good....but we are told that neither was quite the real thing (found that later here in Freeport....mmm mmm good).
Okay....so someone tipped the M.C. off that there were foreigners in the crowd. First, he conned some French guy onto the stage and tried to get him to sing the national anthem of France (no go). Next, I turned to see Sue and Jacquie on stage being pressured to sing O Canada. This'd be good, I thought, and readied my Camera to video the whole embarrassing spectacle. Right....Sue has the nerve to tell Mr. M.C. that her husband Glenn would be just so happy to join for the singing of the Canadian National Anthem....bummer. So, I get drug onto stage and handed a microphone. I teased that it was dangerous to hand a street preacher a microphone in front of the crowd (the crowd laughed at that). We sang a verse or two of O Canada and then handed the microphone back (still regret that....should have preached).
Though you will see other comments and videos on the kids' blogs, the highlight of the event was the Royal Bahamian Police Marching Band, renown throughout the Bahamas. They were very good; an interesting combination of stiff British-style formality, pomp and ceremony combined with an island beat and rhythm. At almost the end of their performance, the Drum Major, formal and stiff, handed his big shiny baton to a uniformed police officer working security next to the band and began to 'get-down' (funky dance), then stiffened up, took his baton and stiffly once more led the band off the field. The crowd loved it!
After a short Junkanoo band performance (more about this on New Years) we all jammed into the little car and headed back home, tired and ready for a good sleep. We had fun.