Anyway, its essentially a massive eating a thon. It is a traditionally Buddist celebration, however, religious holidays in China are observed similarily to the department store holidays. Reading about the festival is really misleading, because it is described as if most Chinese observers eat moon cakes under the moon and dance and light lanterns. And mooncakes aren't as special as they seem. They are sort of like fruitcakes. During the week preceding MAF you eat the moon cakes you recieved from friends and family the year before. They never expire. And by the time of the actual festival the sight of a single mooncake is sickening. And Starbucks makes mooncakes. Seriously.
My MAF consisted of waking up, eating a massive breakfast which included a moon cake, hoping in a taxi and meeting my extended family for lunch, during which, the moon or the creatures (a tree, rabbit, and women) dwelling upon it were not mentioned once. We then went to my uncles house and ate lots of the Chinese interpretation of cake (lots of fruit bits and eaten with modified chop sticks) and more moon cakes. Then we went to a movie, "Zues and Roxanne," an American movie about a dog and a dolphin and their caretakers. It was noisy. Upon entering the theathre all members of the audience were presented with fan and wind up toys and windmills. It was strange.
Then we ate dinner.
That's all.
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