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harleenquinzell's house Fri and we loaded up foklens's van that night. Well, no, not "everything" despite Max's gibes. I didn't take the bookshelf that helps keep the pavilion so much more organized, nor the table that makes eating so much more pleasant, not to mention a bunch of stuff I meant to take but forgot. Oops. We caravanned up on Sat with zihuatenejo. Walky-talkies make caravanning so much more fun and practical.
We got in at am eminently reasonable hour and, as predicted byzihuatenejo, got through troll in just a few minutes. Amazing. I spent longer trying to figure out how they have managed to shorten it so much, than I did getting through it. Cool.
When we got to Windmasters' site, we had some discussion of exact tent locations, due to minor evolution of the original plan, and wound up sharing the sun shade withzihuatenejo. That turned out to be a great plan that still needs some work, technically speaking. As far as I can tell, the canvas stretches, so the sunshade that started out stretched tightly between the two tents was sagging in a major way by the end of the war. It was bad enough for the three short ones of us, but it was worse for Owen. It was a great idea, though, if we can just figure out the details.
I really like the new location. Level, not too distant, and we even got a tree this time. Whee! I was a totally lazy slug and didn't go to classes, didn't work at troll, didn't do much of anything, really. It was lovely.
harleenquinzell wasn't as sluggish as I. She had actually been requesting scroll info from TRMs for weeks, trying to get ahead of the curve. She got the list of court business at about 10:30 Wed AM and came back to the common tent to work. She set up shop in a corner so as to be able to enjoy the conversations, and set to the calligraphy. I think she did 23 promissories, and filled out 3 scroll blanks (illumination already done but she did all the callig.) For Benefse's Nonpareil, she found Olivier and got him to write a poem, and asked me to give her an exemplar of a pseudo-Arabic hand to use. Since I didn't just happen to have one tucked in my pocket, I sketched one out using Persian callig examples in my new book as inspiration. (Fabulous book, BTW. Livia found it and told me about it.) Even with all that, she had all the scrolls done by 6:30 or so. Hell of a woman.
We had a bit of fun with the War of the Wings shtick on Tues and Wed.alianor and Marc had a Hawaiian-themed party Tues night, and she mentioned that they "lei"ed our Kittyhawk. Wed night we found some plastic kittens and delivered them to her. After all, even Pennsic love can have consequences. Everyone got a laugh out of all the kittens. I wish I could go to the damn event in October but I have class that day. How disappointing is that?
Thurs night Ysolt mentioned that Jim had checked the weather and there was a 50% chance of rain on Sat. When Livia came in I mentioned it to her and we decided to consider coming home a day early. When the sky was grey and cloudy on Fri AM we decided discretion was the better part of valor and started packing. That went better than I had any right to hope, and we were on the road by 1 PM or so. We stopped for meals instead of eating on the road, and I forsook my usual speeding habits when I drove, so we didn't get in till about 10:30. Then we got to sort the van and pack my stuff into my car for the last bit of the drive. I had a lovely shower and started looking for the stuff that I had made a point of putting somewhere easy to find. Ha. It wasn't really too bad.
I have completely maintained my slug mode today. I still don't have everything in from the car.
Oh-- the "nearly" part of the "nearly perfect pennsic?" I had minor headaches almost everyday, but my beloved meds pretty much knocked 'em out. It did make me reluctant to do much Pennsic partying, but it was still nearly perfect. Weather in the 80's most days, 50's most nights (48 one night; glad I had lots of blankets.) Only rained one day, and that wasn't serious. No thunder or anything.
I had hoped to see my brother, who only lives an hour away from Pennsic, but he had to work and was actually out of town much of the week. Disappointing.
On the whole, though, it was glorious. Now if onlynomadicmedic could have been there.
I packed everything to
harleenquinzell's house Fri and we loaded up foklens's van that night. Well, no, not "everything" despite Max's gibes. I didn't take the bookshelf that helps keep the pavilion so much more organized, nor the table that makes eating so much more pleasant, not to mention a bunch of stuff I meant to take but forgot. Oops. We caravanned up on Sat with zihuatenejo. Walky-talkies make caravanning so much more fun and practical. We got in at am eminently reasonable hour and, as predicted by
zihuatenejo, got through troll in just a few minutes. Amazing. I spent longer trying to figure out how they have managed to shorten it so much, than I did getting through it. Cool.When we got to Windmasters' site, we had some discussion of exact tent locations, due to minor evolution of the original plan, and wound up sharing the sun shade with
zihuatenejo. That turned out to be a great plan that still needs some work, technically speaking. As far as I can tell, the canvas stretches, so the sunshade that started out stretched tightly between the two tents was sagging in a major way by the end of the war. It was bad enough for the three short ones of us, but it was worse for Owen. It was a great idea, though, if we can just figure out the details.I really like the new location. Level, not too distant, and we even got a tree this time. Whee! I was a totally lazy slug and didn't go to classes, didn't work at troll, didn't do much of anything, really. It was lovely.
harleenquinzell wasn't as sluggish as I. She had actually been requesting scroll info from TRMs for weeks, trying to get ahead of the curve. She got the list of court business at about 10:30 Wed AM and came back to the common tent to work. She set up shop in a corner so as to be able to enjoy the conversations, and set to the calligraphy. I think she did 23 promissories, and filled out 3 scroll blanks (illumination already done but she did all the callig.) For Benefse's Nonpareil, she found Olivier and got him to write a poem, and asked me to give her an exemplar of a pseudo-Arabic hand to use. Since I didn't just happen to have one tucked in my pocket, I sketched one out using Persian callig examples in my new book as inspiration. (Fabulous book, BTW. Livia found it and told me about it.) Even with all that, she had all the scrolls done by 6:30 or so. Hell of a woman. We had a bit of fun with the War of the Wings shtick on Tues and Wed.
alianor and Marc had a Hawaiian-themed party Tues night, and she mentioned that they "lei"ed our Kittyhawk. Wed night we found some plastic kittens and delivered them to her. After all, even Pennsic love can have consequences. Everyone got a laugh out of all the kittens. I wish I could go to the damn event in October but I have class that day. How disappointing is that?Thurs night Ysolt mentioned that Jim had checked the weather and there was a 50% chance of rain on Sat. When Livia came in I mentioned it to her and we decided to consider coming home a day early. When the sky was grey and cloudy on Fri AM we decided discretion was the better part of valor and started packing. That went better than I had any right to hope, and we were on the road by 1 PM or so. We stopped for meals instead of eating on the road, and I forsook my usual speeding habits when I drove, so we didn't get in till about 10:30. Then we got to sort the van and pack my stuff into my car for the last bit of the drive. I had a lovely shower and started looking for the stuff that I had made a point of putting somewhere easy to find. Ha. It wasn't really too bad.
I have completely maintained my slug mode today. I still don't have everything in from the car.
Oh-- the "nearly" part of the "nearly perfect pennsic?" I had minor headaches almost everyday, but my beloved meds pretty much knocked 'em out. It did make me reluctant to do much Pennsic partying, but it was still nearly perfect. Weather in the 80's most days, 50's most nights (48 one night; glad I had lots of blankets.) Only rained one day, and that wasn't serious. No thunder or anything.
I had hoped to see my brother, who only lives an hour away from Pennsic, but he had to work and was actually out of town much of the week. Disappointing.
On the whole, though, it was glorious. Now if only
nomadicmedic could have been there.
