Hello Spring. Hello, all you gorgeous pink blossoms. And hello, crowds.
I’ll admit, I can’t remember if we ever went to the Cherry Blossom Festival at the Brooklyn Botanic Garden before (that’s what happens when you get old, you know. You start forgetting stuff). I also think this to be true because I would think that I’d remember all the Cosplay dress up action, you know? Can someone tell me when this all started? I don’t really get the connection between the two, other than the festival being a celebration of Japanese culture, so hey, let’s dress up as anime and manga characters and walk around the gardens yielding larger than life cardboard samurai swords. Whatevs. It was cool. I guess if I was 17 again, I’d be right there dressed up in some anime goth get up, but I’m telling you…next year? I’m dressing the girls up appropriately, because if ANYONE looks like an anime character, it’s Claudine. Especially with her big round head and especially when she runs. She’s a dead ringer for any Miyazaki character.
So aside from the thousands of people who showed up to claim precious lawn space on the Cherry Esplanade, it was surprisingly relaxing to chill in the sun despite the crowds. The Cherry Esplanade, btw, is the ONLY place in the Gardens that you can sit on the grass. Don’t believe me? Try it. Sit your butt down anywhere grassy but the Cherry Esplanade and I guarantee you a security guard will appear OUT OF NOWHERE and tell you that you can’t sit there. I don’t really get the rule except maybe they want to ensure that the lush grassy lawns stay that way all season, but yeah, we totally got busted. The girls got busted a second time for shaking one of the cherry blossom branches so that the petals fluttered down, but they weren’t the only ones. I saw people all up in that action pulling branches down so they can pose for photos with burst of blossoms right next to their faces, or shaking branches to make it snow petals on their toddler’s heads for that magical Kodak moment.
So we all crowded together on that lawn and the adults drank beer and the girls hopped around to neighboring groups of people, offering them imaginary Easter eggs, whether they wanted them or not. My friend Megan even got stopped by a fan who used to watch her on her GlobeTrekker TV show because it was on 1 of the only 2 channels that he got on TV. They posed for a photo together and then Megan made a joke that he should have been watching Samantha Brown (who, coincidentally, lives in my condo) instead. Girl, and you wonder why people always bring her up?
It was a good weekend.