Easter does mean and does have, many different meanings to us all. For some it is the religious season, a time to go to church, reflect and pray. For some of us it is camping, four wheel driving, lazy long weekends away by the beach with family and friends.
However there are those of us who like to traditionally spend the Easter Sunday at the Fremantle Easter Festival, in fact a whole 8 hours is the usual norm. Watching the street theatre, jostling for a space in the crowds to catch some action. Bar hoping, eating a bit here and a bit there. Taking in the sights, sounds and atmosphere.
We usually head of around 12pm, starting with a hairy taxi ride, thankfully I was in the back playing a word game on my phone and missed all the action. It wasn’t till we got out of the car and the others said ‘that was a bit close’ He didn’t seem like a homicidal maniac when I was chatting to him.
So here follows our day’s activities in pictures.
|The taxi has arrived for out hairy road trip|
|Free rides for the kids at the entrance to the mall|
|Retro vintage icy poles for sale. There were loads of food stalls|
|Street chalk art|
|Cool musicians, bought their CD Aires Linares|
|Comedian dressed in a leather kilt|
|Finally made it to our first port of call the Norfolk, food was so so|
|Street theatre on to our second port of call the Sail and Anchor|
|A smart mouthed robot, very funny|
|I couldn’t see past these tall people, my family, Brittany took the photo of the robot for me|
|Couldn’t see past these people either|
|Listened to these blokes and watched the world go by outside the Esplanade Hotel|
|she was cool|
|Time for more food and drink from the Monk, food was great|
|By a Brazilian artist I think, he has tapped this out with a chisel on the side of the Norfolk|
|Street chalk artist, her camera was pinched yesterday outside the wool stores. Not fair.|
|The late afternoon wears on|
|Then it just got plain silly|
|Still in one piece|