Off to the Feast of St Bruno
2004-07-15 12:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
liadethorneggeWell, right now, I'm kind of just sitting around, wasting time, feeling my stomach turn around and around inside me - for some reason I am nervous - waiting for a call from either the event autocrat or the event feastocrat who are going to be picking me up. At that point I will have something like twenty minutes warning to get my stuff out to the curb - which I will need to get it all out there! How much stuff can one woman have who lives in a shoebox?!? It's insane, it really is. I'll be packing a backpack with mundania that needs to come with me, an enormous trunk with my garb topped with the big warm cape. Then I have the feast basket loaded with feastgear plus accessories for garb and some linen napkins. Then there's the scribal desk which has its own bag, plus the plastic attache in which I keep my scribal papers etc. Then I need lunch-food and drinks for all meals, which I'll be carrying in a big paper bag. And a blanket in case I'll be sitting out in the grass (I might leave this) and my folding chair which I haven't brought to an event yet, but use daily to stand my computer on.
This little chair is a marvel it really is. It is my second piece of furniture in the room that is mine (after the bed) and it is very useful to me, even if it still hasn't been pressed into service in the current middle ages - this is why I want to bring it along with me this weekend, plus it'd be nice to have to sit and watch the fighters. Or lend it to the Princess to sit and watch the fighters even, that'd be a nice gesture, right?
Oh, why am I nervous? Besides the usual event flutters I have to take over from the head autocrat leading people into town for the excursions tomorrow which includes getting into town in the car and finding somewhere to park. In tourist season this might be a bit difficult. Plus the playing of mother goose bit. I'm hoping not many people want to go, if any, so I won't have to do that. I know I'll be perfectly fine at it though, after all, I did work for half a year as an adventure guide back home taking groups of six down a pitch black tunnel system and through a course of climbing and balancing. I know I can do that - as long as I know what it is I am doing, and I'm confident that I know more than the people I am guiding. This might be my big fear on this mother-goosing excursion - I won't know more than the others. All I will know is where the museums are and what time the silly guide is at the textiles. I forgot to ask if cameras are allowed there even, I know they're not allowed at the manuscripts.
Oh well, I'm sort of babbling now, like I did when my sister-in-law called me earlier too. I babbled at her on the phone about proceedings. It's stupid really, I don't have to be nervous. Hope I get some good pictures.
This little chair is a marvel it really is. It is my second piece of furniture in the room that is mine (after the bed) and it is very useful to me, even if it still hasn't been pressed into service in the current middle ages - this is why I want to bring it along with me this weekend, plus it'd be nice to have to sit and watch the fighters. Or lend it to the Princess to sit and watch the fighters even, that'd be a nice gesture, right?
Oh, why am I nervous? Besides the usual event flutters I have to take over from the head autocrat leading people into town for the excursions tomorrow which includes getting into town in the car and finding somewhere to park. In tourist season this might be a bit difficult. Plus the playing of mother goose bit. I'm hoping not many people want to go, if any, so I won't have to do that. I know I'll be perfectly fine at it though, after all, I did work for half a year as an adventure guide back home taking groups of six down a pitch black tunnel system and through a course of climbing and balancing. I know I can do that - as long as I know what it is I am doing, and I'm confident that I know more than the people I am guiding. This might be my big fear on this mother-goosing excursion - I won't know more than the others. All I will know is where the museums are and what time the silly guide is at the textiles. I forgot to ask if cameras are allowed there even, I know they're not allowed at the manuscripts.
Oh well, I'm sort of babbling now, like I did when my sister-in-law called me earlier too. I babbled at her on the phone about proceedings. It's stupid really, I don't have to be nervous. Hope I get some good pictures.
