
There are two stages for performing arts, and I use the term very loosely. Each year the local belly dancing class puts on a number. We're not talking fashion model waifs here - these women have hips to shake and quite of bit of belly with which to dance. I'm always impressed by how much they enjoy themselves up there on stage. They obviously are a great group of friends who know how to bring some happiness into their lives. Three cheers for the belly dancers - I'm learning how to add that kind of happiness to my own life. The other stage is for musicians and they come in all varieties: folk singers, punk rockers (at least I think that's what they were trying for), rockabilly, rappers and whatnot.
If you get bored of the shopping or the performances you can always sit on the grass and watch the people go by. For some reason the Hyde Park Street Fair brings out the hidden flower child in all Boiseans - especially if you are in high school and too young to have been there yourself.
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