So we sat through their show, which was really funny. It looked like I found my buddy for the day (meaning I'd talk to him more than once and he doesn't creep me out). Raphael: *pseudo-shocked* How old are you? I asked which was the least, he told me and vacillated about what to call it, I said just call it raunchy. I talked to him for a while and we were hawked at by one of the Tortuga Twins who told us the show was the most kid-friendly. Mama wanted to see some shows, so we wandered towards one of the stages and I ran into my old fencing coach, Tom. But with me, they get kisses and the phrase "you're sweet" and I send them on their way. Usually you'd call the kind of hitting on they do "flirting" except they don't always expect it to end at the end of the conversation. (As a side note, this is the exact reason when I worked at the faires and was underage, I introduced myself like this: "Hi, I'm Theresa and I'm illegal.") Of course, once they knew I was a-ok concerning the law, all bets were off. I'll be grateful for it later, I suppose. It's nice that they don't want to break the law, but still, I wish I managed to look like I was out of high school one day in my life. I still have a problem at faires and that is that all the guys who hit on me think I'm underage so they ask how old I am first. A lot of the vendors remembered me which was lots of fun. So my mama and I wandered in and out of shops, me buying omiyage for host family goodness and her buying an ear cuff and a rune. Mostly at the faires, you see vendors of all sorts. We get maybe 15 feet in and I run into Mike, so I talked with him for a while then keep going on my merry way. Then.BOOM, cannon goes off and we all get in. Then before they opened, a skit was put on by Prince John and Robin Hood. We stood around until one of the cast (a gypsy) came up to me and invited me to stop by the gypsy camp later and we talked in Roma accents for a while. I was all about getting tickets, since it was 2-for-1 on admission this weekend. We got there around 10 minutes til 10, and there was already a crowd waiting to get in. On the way, we listened to Faire-like music including Capercaillie, Heather Alexander filk and Loreena McKennitt. The Faire opened at 10 am, so we left here around 8:30 am and drove up to Geneva-on-the-lake. Because of all the stuff, my hips felt bigger than they actually were and that made walking interesting until I got the hang of it. I put on loads of eyeliner and was good to go. That was the really heavy part, especially when it was full. Then I had my green sash and a leather belt off of which I had my money pouch (also leather) and an 18 ounce glass bottle in a holster. I had 2 runes (for those who care, they were the Solomon runes Sallos and Ronove) plus a necklace with bells and charms and a hip scarf with 3 rows of the jingly coins. I had huge dangly earrings and an ear cuff that always kills when I take it off. I ended up wearing a huge bronze bracelet on one hand (I have bruises today!) and a coil with bells on the other. I wore my gypsy skirt and an off the shoulders top and about 6 pounds of accessories in total. Yesterday, I decided I would go as a gypsy. Now, I have a crapload of costumes to wear as well, even after I'd cleaned out a lot of them. It's nice to know that Johnny Phoenix did get married and that Mike's daughter Enniveh is doing well. I've managed to make friends with quite a few performers and vendors as well as guests over the years, so I like to go back and check up on them. So, having that history with the Faire, I have to go back every year. Basically when you're cast and it's a faire day, you act like you are ALWAYS being watched. They train you in at least 3 period dialects, including Shakespeare (although I would NEVER try to act it, it's not my strong suit at all), manners and deportment for all the classes such as serf up to the nobility, as well as mythological creatures, and training in staying in character for essentially 11 hours straight, whether you're eating, walking, parading, or even (I am so not kidding) going to the bathroom. I've had training out the wazoo that would make theatre majors weep. It's lots of fun when you have a job there if you're doing fencing because you get downtime to wander and make friends. I've done cast, vending and fencing show. Now, I am an old hand at this particular faire, since I've worked there for years (not the past 2) since I was 15. If you've never been and have the opportunity to go to ANY Medieval/Renaissance Faire, GO. It's a roaring good time for all and much love is to be had there. Although it's not out of my home range or anything like that, it IS a different experience. So yesterday I went for the first weekend in ages.
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