Toonik Tyme Day 4

the dog races on the sea ice started at 9AM. we slept in. we didn't make it. we made it to the craft show, and while walking there we spotted, from up high, snowmobile races on the sea ice. they looked like bug. we were that high.

we also spotted the igloos from yesterday's competition. still standing.

the craft show was packed. a visitor commented: "you people take things seriously." yes we do.

seal skin mitts were going for $100 or more. they say that nothing can be compared to these real mitts. frankly, i'm not sure. the mitts that i got at the MEC kept my hands super warm at
-45C, and they fit me better, and were more adjustable. and i am not going out if it is colder than -45C.

regardless, it was really neat to see the traditional clothing--it is beautiful. and some even smelled like fish!

then i walked to the airport to pick up our foodmail order. i ordered green onions for the first time since we came here, and it came in pretty decent shape. i'm becoming more adventurous, and less anxious about 'losing' money if a product comes in a bad condition.

i was looking forward to the traditional community feast and games. we missed the feast. when we arrived there was almost nothing left on the blue plastic sheets spread on the floor. what was left was bloody and smelled of fish. maybe i am not ready for the traditional foods. no, i am not.

then the games started. the first one was pure fun. each contestant had to run while screaming, or scream while running, and the one running the longest distance on one breath wins. fun, fun, fun. there was a line up of participants. a lot of laughter. some tripped fell. some tried to cheat. some covered their ears.

then the washrooms over-flooded and we had to go home. bummer.