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Day 25 Part 2, Arirang Festival, Pyongyang

The main reason follows for my trip in the evening, the Arirang Festival , is a North Korean mass meeting to be held in Rŭngnado-May-Day Stadium in Pyongyang, and named after the ancient Korean folk song Arirang is:

The Arirang Festival shows the history of North Korea by means of mass and mass gymnastics and dance will take place at irregular intervals. At the event, depending on their year with most of over 100,000 people. Are simulated in a precise mass choreography on the lawn episodes both from the revolutionary past, such as the deeds of the two leader, Kim Il-sung and Kim Jong-il, and the great from the North Korean point of view of development of the present. In the stands behind the dance, or gymnastics formations sit tens of thousands of other participants, the color of individual paperboard riesige Bilder nachzeichnen, die den Effekt ähnlich einer Großbildleinwand haben. 
Die zehntausenden Mitwirkenden im Hintergrund sind dieses Jahr übrigens ausnahmslos Kinder.

100'000 Darsteller, 20'000 Kinder, welche mit einzelnen Schildern den Hintergrund liefern und 150'000 Zuschauer, die grösste Veranstaltung der World. We should really only come here on the penultimate day, but then apparently Kim Jong Il Kim Jong Un is with his son, newly appointed General of his character and designated successor to the beloved leader , the stadium and there are no tourists allowed.

I'm only here for two days, but I have been struggling to sort out my impressions and to process, the timetable is tight, seven-clock in the morning until seven at night clock, statues, pictures , birthplaces, monuments, museums, dancing children and no less confusing in contrast, Alltag, der sich nicht grossartig von dem in anderen asiatischen Städten unterscheidet, beinahe langweilig, normal ist. Am Abend dann Bierzeltstimmung mit den Deutschen im Hotel, was bei mir nach drei Wochen Unabhängigkeit im Zug und Sprachbarriere zusammen eine totale Reizüberflutung auslöst. Während die Massen jubeln und die Tänzer tanzen, sitzt neben mir ein massiger Kölner, der mir wegen seiner verwirrten, tolpatschigen, stotternden Art schon früher aufgefallen ist und die kleine Führerin, der die Bayern den Namen „Kim Stasi“ gegeben haben. Der Kölner ist ziemlich erkältet und schneuzt so laut und dazu noch in meine Richtung, dass ich mich angewidert abwende, Kim Stasi sieht das und bursts into laughter and childish and I can not even laugh. Every time he blows his nose, each time louder and more repulsive as it seems, the more laughter and reaches the climax when he asks what we are laughing at. Stasi Kim is still in training and this is her first internship, we probably seem just as weird and foreign to her as their country to us, at least it also works on a Glitch.

Outside the stadium, one the scale of the masses aware of the fact, a sea of uniforms, North Korea has the relatively largest army in the world, 30% of GDP for them spent in total, have over a million soldiers are on standby. We have heard from various quarters that the weapons are outdated and there in North Korea almost no oil, there would be quite difficult to win a war on the ground.

The group is welded to a community, we are open every day 10, 12 hours together, see, eat the same time they are viewed strangely . In the evening we again plenty of food and beer, I tell the story of the empty Beijing Restaurant, where work on the 15 men and one of the employees all day does nothing other than flying to clap. The Vienna court fills in the score sheet for the female attendants, moves to big guns, "charming", "lovely" "Beautiful". Someone said he should write his room number still the same underneath. Laughter. Slowly, that is normal here.