Yum. Men in Uniform.
But before we reach there, we had to battle this:
crazy amount of people. The Q wound ALL the way down half Royal Mile and that is literally 1/2 a mile.
Now, men in uniform. What is it?
Featuring military bands from across the world - UK, Nepal, New Zealand, Taiwan, Trinidad & Tobago, America and Russia, the 2007 Edinburgh Military Tattoo was well worth my 9 quid and 4 hours of waiting from 6 am to 10 am under the blazing hot sun (when purchasing tickets).
Ok, in ALL honesty, the 2 best performances were: 1. The Taipei First Girls' Senior High School Honour Guard and Drums Corps that performed an astonishing routine, flipping their rifles here, there, up in the air, everywhere with exact precision. Not to mention they look super hot in their short white skirts and knee high white boots. My friend was salivating next to me. I mean why not? 3000 chinese girls in a asian-girls-deprived city bearing that amount of leg? I would.
2. The Band of the Moscow Military Conservatoire. Whoopie! This band, this band... THIS BAND! Awesome dance moves and their music - played to celebrated Russian composer- Tchaikovsky and a whole lot more of others - which I don't know the name of, I only know Tchaikovsky alright, (but according to the booklet, there were Rachmaninoff, Borodin and Rimsky-Korsakov). Coupled with some really kinky dance moves, they had the crowd going wild. I mean, it is not everyday that you see straight and upright military men booty to music in their uniforms. But wahay! these Russians shows the mass how it is done. Tabik betul.
There was also a gazillion girls dancing the traditional highland dance to mark the Queen's Diamond Jubilee Anniversary which is of course, nothing to do at all with us people. But sure, we had to celebrate it and so we had:
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so typical wan...and apparently military men in Trinidad&Tobago use metal waste cans that are polished til they sparkle and shine as drums:
Wait! How can I forget about my city itself?? Although they were boring. It never fails to amaze people what the national costume of the Scots are: Skirts! With nothing underneath mind you. In contrast with the Taipei girls, NO leg was shown, (heck of course, who would be turned on with hairy legs?) instead we are left with the thoughts of what lingers beneath the skirts of 4000 male performers. And that is really up to imagination. Or some people say, science.
Bit blur, but the best I could do. See those lovely checkered skirts?
Bit blur, but the best I could do. See those lovely checkered skirts?On the other hand, what I found not so amusing was:
This strategically placed mic that was right bang smack in the middle of my viewing frame.. and the amount of reporters that were allowed onto the marching grounds. They blocked my view! They run up and down, in between the performers, just EVERYWHERE to take photos and what not and are jeez, plain irritating.
This strategically placed mic that was right bang smack in the middle of my viewing frame.. and the amount of reporters that were allowed onto the marching grounds. They blocked my view! They run up and down, in between the performers, just EVERYWHERE to take photos and what not and are jeez, plain irritating.
GO AWAY U TOOTS!and then of course, there is the weather that was freezing cold. Yes, I know its summer. But summer in Edinburgh has PMS. It can rain and piss one day and have the perfect sun the next. Or it can have a bright warm morning and the skies start pouring in the afternoon. Thank God that it wasn't raining, in fact you couldn't ask for a better night out. But sitting on top of a hill for about 3 hours not moving definitely score zero points in the warm-o-meter. So I shiver and shiver and shiver and shiver and...
What better backdrop to have than Edinburgh's Castle itself?
The grand finale with all the performers
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