This is either 2 weeks late or 50 weeks early for next years festival...
The Mid
Autumn Festival is like a Chinese Thanksgiving, although it predates American
or Canadian Thanksgiving by a few thousand years. It is a time to gather with friends during
the harvest season and give thanks for prosperity. The holiday takes place on a full moon and it
is a tradition to gaze upon the moon with one’s family as part of the
celebration. People also exchange
mooncakes, which I won’t write much more about here except to say that they are
beautiful and wonderful and everyone should try some.
I was
excited to see the fire dragon dance, which is a ceremony that takes part in
Causeway Bay during the Mid Autumn festival week. This area used to be a tiny fishing village
before it turned into the chaotic jumble of skyscrapers that it is today. One year the villagers faced disaster after
disaster: there was a typhoon then a plague.
After the plague a huge python came in and chomped down on all the
livestock that were still alive. Of
course, the villagers decided the situation called for a three day fire dragon
dance to scare off the evil spirits, so they made a straw dragon and
danced. Adversary was scared off and life
returned to normal until the serpent of global capital slithered in and had the
village demolished to make way for shopping malls and high-rise financial
buildings.
I didn’t
know what the fire dragon dance was but I pictured some sort of Spanish street
party in my head, with dancing, drinking and some sort of fire spinning. I got to a section of the city where narrow
streets were all blocked off to create a dragon run “arena”. I saw a big crowd
down one street and wandered towards it.
There was a drum beating a pulsing beat.
I moved to the front by the street as the drummer approached. I was in prime position and I got out my
camera along with everyone else around me.
The dragon
appeared. It was carried by a long line
of men and it was made of straw with incense sticks sticking up and out in all
directions. The front had a line of
fangs and a straw head, and men carried balls of straw covered with incense on
both sides. I watched the dragon for a
few moments then realized people around me were running and pushing to get away
from the street. The dragon was hissing,
snarling and whipping around right at us.
The front of the dragon was far ahead and pulling its midsection in our
direction. The incense sticks loomed over my head and smoke filled the air as
the drum beat out the dragon’s angry heartbeat.
It was only incense but in the moment it was all real, and I was
terrified I would get poked in the eye or set on fire. And so I clawed at the crowd behind me. There were drunk angry men, confused looking
tourists, and wide eyed children who I didn’t want to crush, but I had to get
away from the dragon. We slammed into
the crowd on the sidewalk to get out of the street but still the dragon
advanced towards us, it was out of the street where I thought the parade was
supposed to take place and had us all against the building wall. Then, it was retreating and as quick as it
had began it was all over. I watched the
people down the street from us as they dashed into the road to get pictures of
it then scrambled back out of the way as it hissed and chased after them. It wasn’t quite the kind of party I expected
but it was the closest I’ve ever come to a legitimate showdown with a fire
dragon!
I didn’t
really want to go through the whole ordeal again so I went over to Victoria
Park where there was a traditional Chinese lantern display. Again, I thought it would be some kind of big
street party and it wasn’t quite that either, but I could use something more
mellow after the whole dragon chase. It
was almost all families and Western tourists locked in an epic selfie showdown.
The
lanterns were beautiful. There were
hundreds of traditional pink and gold Chinese lanterns in addition to illuminated
castles, tea pots, Buddhas, Japanese style cartoon characters, and tanks. And of course, dragons, but luckily these
ones weren’t real.
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