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... to "why are you bothering me? the government should sort this out!", and anything in between.
Behind the scenes
Overall, it was pretty interesting to witness the entire campaign from the inside. Some things that seem extremely professional from the outside are actually quite human and chaotic when you're on the inside. And other things were running quite smoothly - homo ecos: has had 5 years of experience organizing these ...
... Kaspars, our On-Arrival trainer, who left his son Rafaels at home this time but did bring the green talking-bear Tori-Gori.
Our second trainer was Ilze; a globetrotting, acro-yogatic former IYNF-employee - a kindred spirit. After a shockingly wasteful On-Arrival training, Anna and I had threatened to 'green up' this meeting, but this was hardly necessary, mainly because of Ilze's efforts. For instance, instead of using kilos and kilos of paper, we ...
... here so I had to go a bit upmarket in my accommodation for the night. I set out to explore the town.
I was headed to the medieval castle, but I got waylaid by the Cathedral of St. John. This church is nearly 800 years old and was the main place of worship for the Teutonic Knights in the area. Several of their Grandmasters were buried there and the church has some of their burial slabs on display. I don’t know if it was a conscious decision or not ...
... before joining the others at the fire.
Sadly, nobody really seemed to know the old Līgo songs - there was some (off-key and off-rhythm) singing going on, but not a lot of līgo! līgo! to join in on. The dancing was limited to a big circle walk/dance when lighting the fire on the big pole (the one guiding the sun to us).
Without any good dancing or singing, and just some beer to warm us, the night was ...
Which is when the dance teacher decided that we should "greet the sun with dance", so we partnered up and whirled and twirled to accordion music. Valentina and I had a grand time figuring out the steps, but it was even cooler when the teacher decided to drag one of us off and swoosh us around the field!
Around four thirty we started chanting again, and some brave youths climbed up the watch tower ...