RenFest '09!
We got there around 11:00 and bought a program. The first show we really wanted to see wasn't until 1:30, so we decided to go ahead & eat lunch. I was going to ask one of the vendors in the Greek Agora to heat up my corn for me, but then I saw the wonderful veggies they were cooking for the Veggie Pita. I bought a veggie plate, which Dave & I shared. Yummy! (Let's not forget the pumpkin pie I had brought, which Dave's cousin made!!)
Dave finished eating before I did, so he moved closer to where Kristoph the Insulter was doing his show. (Dave said he started out clever, then spiraled down into crassness.) I pulled out a book (Book 2 of the Mallorean by David Eddings, for the curious), and enjoyed the story for a while. We still had plenty of time before the show we wanted to see, so we decided to price boots for Dave for next year.
At RenBoots, the shopkeeper asked Dave a few questions about size & style. Dave wears a 14 long, 3 or 4 E (very thick & wide). Very difficult to fit. Well, the shopkeeper pulled out a pair of boots & said, "Try these on." They fit! This just never happens to Dave. Needless to say, we bought them. We'll just pull the money out of the vacation fund.
We got me a small cup of honey mead, since I just love sweet wines, and followed a horse & carriage back toward the stage where Arsene is. It was almost too sweet, but exactly what I wanted. I really enjoyed watching the horse, too. He was a very tall, muscular roan. I love horses! I wish I had gotten to brush him... But I was pretty much in a state of bliss at that point because of the mead anyway, so it didn't matter that all I could do was follow.
The show we watched was Arsene. We see this French mime/juggler every year, because the audience interaction is always different. I still enjoy how he makes fun of magicians by revealing some of the tricks, but there are some of his tricks that he never reveals. Every year I watch carefully, and I just don't know how he does them. So it's a lot of fun.
After the show we got chocolate ice cream cones. The ice cream was so thick we had to chew it! Yum... (Did I mention a state of bliss?)
The next thing I wanted to do was ride an elephant. It had been several years since the first & only time I did, so Dave had no problem following me. Well, the line was about 50 feet long, and I knew it was not going to be worth standing in line that long just to ride for one minute. So I went up to the fence near the platform and watched them. I got a good picture of one of the elephants carrying some kids. Then a lady next to me asked one of the handlers, "Is that Chrissy?" It was. I turned to the lady. "You know the elephant?!?" Turns out, Chrissy and her handler were in a commercial that the lady produced! "You produce commercials? Wow!"
Well, Chrissy seemed to remember the fruit that the lady used to give her during the production, and reached out her trunk to the lady when she passed. I told the lady, "That's so special, to be remembered by an elephant!" Chrissy passed on to trade out passengers, and they went around several more times. Then one elephant stopped in front of us, and we patted it until the handler moved it up to the platform. Chrissy was next, and she came right up next to the fence, greeted the lady again, then moved up next to me. Her eye was right above my head! I naturally reached up and petted her neck, ear and trunk.
Next thing I knew, Chrissy had wound her trunk around my upper arm, trying to reach the digital camera I had in my hand! The handler and Dave managed to help, but once I got over the confusion over what Chrissy was doing, I was delighted. I had a close encounter with an elephant! I plan to go say hi again next year, and if I'm lucky, she'll remember me, too. (Did I mention bliss?)
The last thing Dave wanted to do was listen to the Bilge Pumps - a pirate show of comedy & song. We got to see the two children of one of the pirates. The little baby was about 9 mo. old, and he had on an outfit with ears on the hood. Cute! The little girl was about 2, and delightfully dressed for the occasion. She wandered onto the stage twice, and her daddy protested at having that much cuteness on his stage!
Other moments of bliss:
Bagpipes and drums. I'm Scottish/Irish, and that music just stirs my blood and pulls me toward it like the Pied Piper.
A Celtic jig that I recognized from an obscure CD I have, but this was a live performance!
Gorgeous costumes people were wearing. (I took pictures!)
A hot pretzel.
Listening to the Glockenspiel.
Seeing the Christmas Carriage with a beautiful little girl riding inside.
Seeing Father Christmas and his elves. One of them is a real live dwarf, so he was perfectly suited to dress as an elf! Yes, I got pics of that, too.
I'll have Dave get the pics from the camera to the computer, and then I'll post on Facebook. I will also try to remember to post some here. Maybe those who aren't on Facebook can remind me? :)
All in all, God gave me the perfect RenFest day.
