Ein Prosit!

Friday was knock around day.  John and Sue arrived, and we met them in our room for some snacks and drinks.  The Wurstfest began tonight featuring free entry before 7.  Our normal parking places had been taken over by another church that was charging to park in order to make money for something.  We parked in a different place and had to walk about a block farther than before.  The festival was packed and we fought our way into the Wursthall for the opening ceremonies.  Alex Meinster, one of the popular performers, opened the festival backed up by a full orchestra.  After that the place seemed to clear out enough that we could find a seat.  We saw Bob and Thersa Schwinghammer and sat with them for a while.  They moved on to the grosse zelt to no sadness of mine.  We went to the dance floor in this huge old cotton warehouse but found the floor too slick from the dust applied.  We came close to falling a couple of times.  John and Sue danced a little also.  John bought the beer tickets and we had 2 each while the wives had 1 diet Coke each.  It was a pleasant evening, and we walked to all 3 venues where music was being played.  At the kleine zelt, we danced outside because it was too hot under the canvass.  Some of the musicians are very good and all are entertaining as well.  I remember a great pianist, Ahmad Jamal, who came to play at Ball State when we were there.  The piano selections were beautiful, but all he did was play.  He was a poor entertainer.  We left around 9 but many others were just coming in.