Memories -- Page 1
My friends took me to the Munich Festhaus (German style beer garden in the Green Zone I think) for my birthday. We had a great night of drinking beer and doing the "chicken dance." And after many (probably a few too many) drinks, some friends dared me to ask one of the nuns at the next table to dance. The nuns overheard us and yelled over "you think nuns don't dance?" Before I knew it I was polkaing with Sister Mary (or whatever her name was). I found out that drinks and polkaing do not necessarily go together. I lost my grip and Sister Mary immediately placed my hand from her ass to heir waist. I'll always remember that on my 23rd birthday I accidentally felt up a nun. I wonder if Sister Mary remembers it?A street entertainer riding a unicycle and dressed like a Keystone Cop (policeman) pulled us over and gave my friend a ticket for walking too fast. The same policeman gave her a ticket a few weeks before for being a fashion tragedy. I think the faux policeman secretly liked her.
Scruffy.
The Seventh-day Adventist Church produced a directory of people who would rent out rooms in their homes during the fair. We stayed in one of those homes while we were there. The home happened to belong to a single woman. After a few days there we could understand why she was single. It was an interesting experience. Fortunately, we didn't spend much time at her house because we were at the fair all day.
D-W Jones.
I too attended Expo 86 in Vancouver and I can't imagine that it has been 15 years. I'm from LA, CA. Your site reminded my of the sight and sounds of the Expo. I have still have the memories of my so-so hotel room and how difficult the reservations were to get.
Anonymous.
Thanks so much for the interesting and thorough site. It brought back so many memories to me! Expo was truly a magical place and occurred in a year when the world, or at least North America, seemed to have shining visions of the future. I'm amazed that as a 17 year old girl I was able to walk through several days of the Expo alone, without fear of being molested or harrassed. Reading about the pavilions and their countries' take on the future is like reading about myself, my interests, and my dreams. Strange to think one small vacation can really shape someone's life so completely. Although I have wonderful memories of the Expo, I was unaware of its true impact on me and the formation of my personality until I read your site. Thanks again for the site! I wish the world was now as hopeful and cooperative as it was at the Expo.H. Anderson
My friend Rex and I have some incredible stories we could tell you. Like we probably visited more pavilions that anyone else in three days. We also ran from the Egyptian pavilion to the main entrance to catch the last tram of the night. It would have been a long walk back to New West Minster. Thanks for the memories.
M. Davis.
Expo was quite the expierence, I was 20yrs old in 1986 when I hitch hiked to vancouver for expo. My plan was to get a job there but that never happened,I was having way too much fun partying to work. Vancouver was a crazy place in those days,every "freak of nature" transient you can imagine was rolling into the city at all hours of the day and night, "beleive me" I met more than my share. Me and my buddie Stu used to sit down by the bus depot and puff joints and watch them roll in, and that was only a fraction of them. I dont know what kind of stories you want concerning Expo 86, maybe just the shiny candy coated ones about family vacations and school trips, I dont have any of those kind, I did have a good time there and do have stories about Expo, mostly the underbellie of Expo though,the part no one seems to remember.
Lonny