Past Tense: German Medieval Faire
May. 26th, 2006 01:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
oakenguyHas anyone noticed that almost invariably, if I say I'm going to make a big post about something significant that's happened in my life, the odds are good that I never will? It's like big posts have become daunting to me, or something like that.
But this post bucks the trend. Only five days after it happened, it's the tale of my experiences at the German Medieval Faire!
THE FAIRE ITSELF
In all honesty, just by virtue of it being the first year of this faire, at a venue that's never hosted a faire before, I was expecting it to be a lot less impressive than it actually was. I'd never seen the site in the daytime, which meant I hadn't really gotten a good look at the pond (let alone the hiking trails). More vendors and performers than I'd pictured, too. It kicked ass.
The biggest problem the day had was the awful forecast--while not as bad as the week before, they were calling for rain to start at noon, worsening until thunderstorms hit right around five. Ugh. In reality, the rain held off until 2, came down for an hour, and then let up until just after the last patron had left the gate--the thunderstorm hit during teardown, blew through in about twenty minutes, after which there was the biggest effin' rainbow I've seen in years, arching over Springfield.
From where I was I had a great view of the main stage, which meant I got to watch![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
eimiayumi, godswraith and the Heir do their indie acts. Is there a German term that's the opposite of schadenfreude, for "happiness at the good fortune/talents of others"? Umarmungenbindleglucken, or something like that? If there is, then that's what I felt watching them.
I also got to watch Frank/The Baron doing his puppet show, which gave me warm fuzzies.
WHAT I DID
For the first time ever, I had a booth and was a truffle vendor at a faire, instead of a performer. (At first I thought I could do both, but between my back and some bad luck, well, it wasn't in the cards.) It was....well, good for what it was. I missed performing; I was much, MUCH more anxious in the week leading up to the faire than I ever have been before; and when a performer doesn't get around to everything they wanted to do, they don't have to worry about packing away and freezing their leftover interactions.
Buuuuut on the other hand (and this is due in large part to the expert shilling of the Baroness and other fine Phoenixfolk) I ended up selling a truffle for, roughly, each patron through the gate. This whole 'leaving the faire with more money than I entered with' thing...it's wacky. I could get used to it.
But this post bucks the trend. Only five days after it happened, it's the tale of my experiences at the German Medieval Faire!
THE FAIRE ITSELF
In all honesty, just by virtue of it being the first year of this faire, at a venue that's never hosted a faire before, I was expecting it to be a lot less impressive than it actually was. I'd never seen the site in the daytime, which meant I hadn't really gotten a good look at the pond (let alone the hiking trails). More vendors and performers than I'd pictured, too. It kicked ass.
The biggest problem the day had was the awful forecast--while not as bad as the week before, they were calling for rain to start at noon, worsening until thunderstorms hit right around five. Ugh. In reality, the rain held off until 2, came down for an hour, and then let up until just after the last patron had left the gate--the thunderstorm hit during teardown, blew through in about twenty minutes, after which there was the biggest effin' rainbow I've seen in years, arching over Springfield.
From where I was I had a great view of the main stage, which meant I got to watch
eimiayumi, godswraith and the Heir do their indie acts. Is there a German term that's the opposite of schadenfreude, for "happiness at the good fortune/talents of others"? Umarmungenbindleglucken, or something like that? If there is, then that's what I felt watching them. I also got to watch Frank/The Baron doing his puppet show, which gave me warm fuzzies.
WHAT I DID
For the first time ever, I had a booth and was a truffle vendor at a faire, instead of a performer. (At first I thought I could do both, but between my back and some bad luck, well, it wasn't in the cards.) It was....well, good for what it was. I missed performing; I was much, MUCH more anxious in the week leading up to the faire than I ever have been before; and when a performer doesn't get around to everything they wanted to do, they don't have to worry about packing away and freezing their leftover interactions.
Buuuuut on the other hand (and this is due in large part to the expert shilling of the Baroness and other fine Phoenixfolk) I ended up selling a truffle for, roughly, each patron through the gate. This whole 'leaving the faire with more money than I entered with' thing...it's wacky. I could get used to it.
