Dancing in the Mud: the 2011 Bellingen Global Carnival

I could feel the damp seeping through my jacket as I stumbled into the Bazaar Tent and out of the evening storm. Only minutes before, I had left the campsite fortified by extra layers of clothing and ready to face another night of wet but wonderful world music. The tent was dark. Squinting through rain-speckledContinue reading “Dancing in the Mud: the 2011 Bellingen Global Carnival”