The Ibra Festival (I'm not quite sure if that is what it's actually called) started on the 2nd of March and runs until the 22nd. 20 days of pure fun. It is in the park that Jurie and I walk to work through, we saw them setting up before the festival even started. The festival runs from late afternoon, 4 pm, until late in the evening, 11 pm.
We were both curious about the festival and waited awhile before we went, trying to avoid the crowds. I asked my students if they were going.
"Are you going to the Ibra festival this weekend?"
They all pulled their faces.
"Teacher, no!"
I was surprised. "Why?"
"Muscat festival is better than Ibra festival."
"I know but this is Ibra, not Muscat."
They still looked disgusted at the prospect of going. I just shrugged and said.
"Well, I'm going."
I was a little taken aback by their reaction, proud of my student for using a comparative correctly (which they had just learnt) but still shocked. There is nothing else to do in Ibra, this is the most exciting thing that has happened here since it rained when we first came here. Yet my students were not impressed.
Needless to say, Jurie and I set out for the festival on Friday night. It was really busy, the most people I have seen in Ibra. The entrance fee was 200 baisal each (R 7) and there were rides, a tent for people selling stuff, awesome lanterns, yummy food and carnie games. It was almost like The Lion's Show in Sheppy except it didn't have a beer tent and let's be honest that's the only thing the Lion Show has going for them these days. But can you imagine going to the Lion's Show and the entrance fee being R7?
The festival wasn't big but it is something nice for families to do. The kids love the slides and this weird train thing called Nessie. I have a feeling all my students are going to go to this festival because like I said before what else are they going to do in Ibra besides study and drink tea?

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