We got a bit of a late start on Friday because K.R.'s class ran late. The costumes weren't finished either and we had to wait an extra hour for her mom to finish sewing the sleeves on K.'s costume. When we left the cloaks still hadn't been hemmed. I drove the first part of the way down and we switched off and Hinkley (where we also got white castle for dinner). The trafic actually wasn't as bad as everyone made it out to be (but that could have just been the fact that we didn't get to the cities until eleven thirty at night). We crashed on the couch at my auntie J.'s house. I got woken up at around seven in the morning by the dog and cat, K.R.'s alarm went off at eight. Jane came down and helped us fix out costumes a little bit. We didn't sew anything but we did cut off the cloaks so they were even. My cousin A. went with my uncle and them to the state fair. K.R. and I went and picked up J.F. at her house. J. had enough canned food for two discount coupons but the guy gave us three anyway.
The Festival was Awesome! Totally the best thing ever! Though I didn't actually get really excited while I was there. We got complemented on our costumes quite a bit as well as asked where we got them and we were even mistaken once for workers/performers (Just like my aunt said we would be). I got more complements for strangers at the fest then I have gotten the entire rest of my life (if you don't count people who are related to you). There were a ton of booths and stores and shops around. There were armories selling all sorts of weapons. I would have gotten a sword but they were really expensive, I mean four hundred bucks cheap expensive. You could get just about anything immaginable made out of leather, including braziers (one even had spikes all over it as well). The pickle man was full of innuendo ("everybody likes my pickle") and there was a guy walking around selling "insults, get your insults! For a small contribution I will insult you, a friend, or a family member. I also do compliments of the flowery variety. Insults! Get your Insults!" There was another guy with a board strapped to his back on his hands and knees in the middle of the street and his sales pitch was "Place to sit! Place to Sit! Rest your weary bones a while, Place to sit!" Not to mention everybody in costumes of all sorts and the many different stages with shows going on and musicians playing at crossroads and corners. It was Amazing. We saw one show called Puke and Snot that was hilarius, though when he did his republican joke only one person in the audience clapped. I was surprised. J. and I saw a glass artist and he made a little unicorn on top of a marble. We also saw some minstrels who pulled people from the crowd to play a princess, a prince and a dragon. They sang a song and had the people act out the story. At the end just when the prince charged in to save the girl "the dragon fried him to a crisp, 'cuz sometimes the dragon wins!" It was great. At the end of the day I got a very nice walking stick for my souvinere. We left just before it started getting dark, stopped at noodles for dinner (the macaroni was the best), and dropped J. at her house just as the sun was completely set. When we got back to Aunt J.'s house we watched some t.v. with my uncle L., J., and my cousin A. L. made frying pan popcorn but put too much butter on it for my taste. We made fun of my dad for eating popcorn with a spoon (too bad he wasn't there to hear it, not he would have been able to hear anyway what with his bad hearing and all). We went to bed around ten, ten thirty and slept until ten thirty this morning.
We packed up the car and hit the road but only made it a few blocks before we had to go back because A. had forgotten something. K. drove most of the way back. We stopped at Tobies for lunch/breakfast. We dropped A. off at my grandma's house in brit and I drove the rest of the way home. I left my costume with K. and her mom since it still needs to be hemmed before I wear it for anything else. The edges are so scraggily looking now. I've been reading a book by Steven R. Lawhead called Hood. It's pretty good. It's an alternate version of Robing hood and it's supposed to be a series. If it keeps my interest all the way to the end I may even buy the next one in the series.
The clouds on the way home looked like the scottish flag after a jet flew by.
A close up of my arrows in the black.
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