Last night Z and I went to the Gates Gala. It was held at Anstey Hall, this big old house on the outskirts of town (note crappy picture taken with phone). We had a lot of fun, but it was a pretty weird event. The invitation calls it a black tie affair, but then we find out there’s a massage room and body painting going on. Classy?
In fact, there were tons of activities in the various rooms of the house. Z and I hit the bar straight away and then went to the terrace for noodles. Those were the boring things. There was a ceilidh (traditional Gaelic folk dance) in a large tent in the back. I’d never been to one before, and, though I didn’t get a chance to join in, it looked fun and worth trying. We had our photo taken by a photographer (who knows if we’ll get access to it), listened to a live band, learned the basic steps to the cha-cha, and ate falafel (yum).
My favorite activity was the silent disco–what a wild ride. Basically, you’re given a wireless headset, and you dance. I hear that in typical silent discos everyone wears a headset playing different songs, but all our headsets were on the same channel last night. It was great. Everyone looks so goofy, though, when you aren’t participating (and when you are).
In addition to all this, there was a casino, vocal performances, and swaggerfunk (what?). The night ended with a brief a capella performance by some of the Gates scholars followed by a sweets bar. We rode a Black Panther (cab) home.
I apologize I don’t have more pictures for you. I was planning to take several with Z’s phone (I wasn’t carrying mine), but it died shortly after we arrived.
On a different note, Z and I cooked a dish tonight we’d never made before–tofu scramble (recipe). It didn’t turn out the same as my mother-in-law’s (I think we used a different type of curry powder and mushroom and everything), but it was still good. A little mushy, maybe, but good.