H and I headed to Furano on the 29th to see what was happening at Furano’s Belly Button Festival. Furano is in center of Hokkaido and thus, claims the title of Hokkaido’s bellybutton.
The festival was set up on the main road near the station. After searching up and down several streets for parking, we found some and then headed for the stage.
J’s taiko team performed during what might have been the hottest part of the day – on black top.
H and I got our photo taken with one of the big belly men walking around the festival.
The belly-people are Furano’s mascot.
At the fashion show this tiny girl was too small to reach the mic.
And this girl, despite the lack of snow, was ready to go skiing (it was around 90 outside).
Another view of the street.
When evening fell, a few friends joined us.
L wouldn’t let me take her photo, so I had to snap it when she wasn’t looking.
A bunch of tiny bellybutton men heading for the start of the parade.
When it started to sprinkle a little, the umbrellas suddenly began to bloom.
My newest friend. When it started to pour they shared a mat with L and I so we could stay dry with our cameras.
M sharing an umbrella.
My tiny friend and her poncho.
What? No umbrellas? How can I keep my camera dry?
Ha ha ha! I came yesterday and got one when it poured then.
R is quite happy with the towel.
All in all it was a strange, but very fun festival.
The festival was set up on the main road near the station. After searching up and down several streets for parking, we found some and then headed for the stage.
J’s taiko team performed during what might have been the hottest part of the day – on black top.
H and I got our photo taken with one of the big belly men walking around the festival.
The belly-people are Furano’s mascot.
At the fashion show this tiny girl was too small to reach the mic.
And this girl, despite the lack of snow, was ready to go skiing (it was around 90 outside).
Another view of the street.
When evening fell, a few friends joined us.
L wouldn’t let me take her photo, so I had to snap it when she wasn’t looking.
A bunch of tiny bellybutton men heading for the start of the parade.
When it started to sprinkle a little, the umbrellas suddenly began to bloom.
My newest friend. When it started to pour they shared a mat with L and I so we could stay dry with our cameras.
M sharing an umbrella.
My tiny friend and her poncho.
What? No umbrellas? How can I keep my camera dry?
Ha ha ha! I came yesterday and got one when it poured then.
R is quite happy with the towel.
All in all it was a strange, but very fun festival.
