more Pennsic stuff

[cellio]

Holy cow. This photo shows our street at Pennsic after Friday's storms. (I was already gone, so I didn't see this directly.) It's sure nice to have a building up off the ground! (You might need to register at that site; if so, I recommend Mailinator for an easy disposable email address.)

This year I (re-)met Eldred (husband of ealdthryth), who lived in my barony about 18 years ago (as a college student). He's now a peer in Atlantia and was attending his first Pennsic. It was fun to hang out with him one afternoon and talk about our respective groups. He also showed me Atlantia's new gate-house, which he helped build. It's very impressive, though I decided I was too much of a wimp to climb up on top. (The ladder was steep, the rungs had wide spacing, and at the top you had to make a 90-degree turn to get out. I was dubious about reversing that.) But the construction is solid, there are two ~8x8 rooms above the towers to either side of the gate, and there's a lot of oak involved so it's quite sturdy.

Our group has a Tudor kitchen house that we've used for three years now. It's not on a trailer; we assemble it on-site, and it's pretty easy to set up. It has a canvas roof. Next to this we place our pantry tent, a pavillion that we made many years ago. For next year, we are talking about building another house, using the existing pavillion roof, for the pantry. This will give us vertical walls, which is very useful for storing things, and our kitchen house isn't bothered by storms the way pavillions are. I think it'd be pretty neat if all of our frontage was buildings. :-)

There was a fun/goofy bit this year that I meant to mention in my earlier post. Two of the folks in our camp are getting married in two weeks, so there were some parties for them (together and singly). I wasn't part of the bachelorette party (it was the same night as Shabbat dinner), but apparently Hilda (the bride-to-be) was going around asking men for their underwear, on a dare I think. The queen of Lochac gave her a pair of the king's (period!) underwear; Hilda brought it back to camp and had someone embroider a comet, the baronial badge, on it. I commented that as a way of remembering where he, or at least his clothing, has been, this is much more fun than a passport stamp. :-)

When I got home Friday, two of the cats greeted me at the door but Embla was nowhere in sight. After about half an hour I went looking for her to no avail. I was a little worried; if she had slipped out sometime while I was gone, it's entirely possible that no one would have noticed because she's so shy. Fortunately, she appeared an hour or so later. I don't know where she was hiding; there are definitely Embla-sized hiding places in our house where I can't go, reach, or look.

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[geekosaur]

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[cellio]

Thanks!