One of our favorite events to attend when we lived in Tulsa was Mayfest. The downtown area had booths lining several streets, showcasing all sorts of artists (photography, painting, ceramics, etc.), performers, as well as every type of "fair food" imaginable. Both of us worked downtown so we'd meet at lunch and enjoy the talents of nearby artists, whilst wolfing down a corn dog covered in mustard or ketchup.
Last week I was driving to work when the DJs started discussing Deep Ellum's Art Festival, which took place last weekend. My ears perked up as they essentially described Dallas' very own Mayfest. I called Michael to let him know we now had plans for the weekend. I was so excited!
Friday night I looked at the website to see where we could park and saw they highly recommended the Dart, our public transit "light rail," which we've never taken. We decided to make it a day of firsts and I'm so glad we did.
We got a little bored waiting for the train. Here is my mopey husband going through the seven stages of grief...
Fortunately, the train arrived before Michael turned into a puddle of doom. :) The train was really clean, very safe, and we now wish there was a stop close to work so we wouldn't have to drive each morning. A few stops before Deep Ellum, approx 75 kids hopped on and I think we both travelled back in time. It is crazy how that age has zero awareness of anyone around them. They were screaming, taking pictures of people right behind us (I didn't know whether I should smile just in case), and started singing a song we all used to sing in high school ("I am a C, I am a C-H, I am a C-H-R-I-S-T-I-A-N"). It was absolutely dreadful and glorious at the same time. I couldn't decide if I thought they were rude for being so obnoxiously loud, or if I wanted to hug them and tell them never to lose that uninhibited joy. Before I was able to make up my mind, we reached our stop and hopped off the train. I had that song stuck in my head for the remainder of the weekend.
I think I'll let the pictures tell the rest. Deep Ellum is not for the faint of heart, but it made me appreciate Dallas even more. So happy to call this place home.
In other news, we spent most of Sunday digging and planting. I'll do a post on that in the near future, but here's a quick glimpse...
Last but not least, a certain someone was supposed to have her baby THREE DAYS AGO. We are all (Michelle most of all) anxiously awaiting the newest arrival to the Besancon family! Please say a quick prayer for Justin, Michelle and Evan that this precious baby arrives healthy and happy and SOON. :) Aunt Merdi needs to know if she needs to turn left or right once she enters Baby Gap!!