ROOTS in harbourfront

A couple of week ago, when I was writing the first draft of my research paper, I found out that there was going to be a free jazz serenade next sunday, I thought that if I had time I would go to that event...
Sunday came and I was really tired of being in front of the computer writing and studying, so I decided to go out for a couple of hours and relax a bit. I tried to find the place where the jazz serenade was going to be but I couldn't. I was very sad and angry because I'd been here for 2 and a half months then and I realized I didn't know the city yet! I got a bit depressed and felt alone at that time, but I didn't want to come back home yet; I think at that point I was more stressed than when I left home!
I remembered that there were events every weekend in Harbourfront so I decided to go there! When I got to the boulevard there was a guy playing with fire! he put a burning stick all over his body and nothing happenned to his skin and, at the end, he put the stick on his mouth and turned off the fire, very nice!
After the fire guy, I started to walk around and I realized that there were many rastafaris in the place... It made me curious and, few minutes later, I heard that night was called ROOTS and that reggae music was going to be played. At that point I understood the colors of the CN Tower, green, yellow and red: rasta flag. I got very exited because I really like this kind of music. I was alone, though! :( I really missed my friends from Venezuela at that moment because we all enjoy these kind of shows.
Well, a band started to play in the main stage and there was a rasta woman beside me. She was dressed with a long skirt and, a shirt, beautiful sandals, and on her head she had some kind of clothe desiged with the rasta flag covering her dreadlocks... suddenly her friends came and started to say hello to her in rasta way! they screamed "raaaaaaaaaastaaaafaaaaaari" very loud! and she answered the same way, they huged and kissed! nice!... then they started to chat and all what they said ended with the phrase "yeh man" just like reagge sons! :p very funny!
Actually they were talking like they were signing, they all had an accent, from Jamaica maybe, and I could barely understand what they were saying. At one point a guy came and stood behind the rasta girl, they didn't know each other, and appearently that guy touched the girl's bum, she started to yell at him and repeated many times "the f word" :p I thought she was going to hit him, but the guy run out of the place before she could do anything to him; he was very scared haha!!
I stayed there for two hours and then came back home... I think I know a bit more about rastafari people :p