Over the weekend when everyone in Malaysia was busy with the Deepa-Raya celebrations, rushing to balik kampung or getting ready for a vacation, here in Houston was the 27th Asian American Festival.
This is an annual event that celebrates all Asian cultures in Houston and is held at Hermann Park (only minutes away from my apartment). This celebration showcases the dance, martial arts, puppetry, music, folk art and cuisine of the different culture and is free to everyone.
It was a lovely Sunday, 16C and sunny. Adam and I decided that we should go to the park, enjoy the celebration in that beautiful weather and have a little picnic. What’s in our picnic bag? I made bacon, egg and sausage sandwiches to fill our tummies and a flask of hot tea, a flask of cold water, a small bottle of grapefruit juice and a bottle of wine to quench our thirst. YUM!
Smiling with a full tummy, though not a very good shot.
When we got there, the place was packed! Packed with Asians! I have not seen such a great concentration of Asians in one venue in Houston until now. There were 3 performing stages, one each for martial arts, dance and music.
We got there just on time for Shaolin Kung Fu presented by the Houston Songshan Shaolin Temple. It was amazing how some kids at the age of 4 can do so much! Also, it wasn’t only Chinese who does kung fu, there were a few white and black kids too. Adam and I were amazed by their performance, they were so flexible and agile.
Also, whenever there’s something to do with kung fu, there will be Wong Fei Hung music. This time is no different and it brought back memories of Malaysia. You know how every Chinese New Year, the tv stations will never miss a chance to broadcast one Jet-Li movie? Ahh… the sweet memories of CNY, spending time with my family with alot of food and drinks (alcoholic) and meeting friends and eating even more. Card games, mah jong, mandarin oranges, kuaci, meat floss, BBQ meat (pork yuk kon), loh sang and booze… such great memories.
We kinda have had enough of kung fu after an hour, so we walked to the other side of the park to enjoy some dance performance. We watch an Indian classical dance which was awesome. The beautiful costumes and accessories and the graceful movements.
After that was a dance session called Pride of the Pacific, Hawaii. The aboriginal culture of Hawaii is Polynesian, which is why here they are somewhat classified as Asian. The audience were presented with some dances and songs.
Not a very clear photo of some kids doing a Hawaiian dance.
One of the performance which I really enjoyed was the Kaminari Taiko. Taiko means drum in Japanese. The group of Japanese (and some Americans) had a good performance, strong beats on the drums which exert some powerful energy in their performance - just brilliant.
Kaminari Taiko performance
When Taiko was over, it was close to 6pm and we wanted to leave. Though the celebration ends at 8.30pm we decided not to stay as the temperature was getting colder. It was a great way to spend Sunday, especially in such cool Fall weather.