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nozenfordaddyYou have to understand, if I said the words: 'I'm going to Faerieworlds' to anyone in my RL the wise cracks and jokes and questions would be rampant. Thusly - I mostly told people I was going to a festival thing in Oregon with camping and good bands. This is what I remember of four-ish days of crazy, sunburt, music filled insanity.
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ladyofbrileith arrived at my house after a trek of about 130 miles on her own at which point we loaded up and I drove her car (badly) to our first stop of the night - Redding (another 160 miles before we sleep - literally). I think for a while there she was terrified I was going to crash us but honestly her gas pedal was WAY more sensitive than mine and the sudden jerking acceleration went away once I was going 85 on the freeway.
There was food (In-n-Out baybee), there was random catching up and finally we arrived at the jewel that is the Motel 6 where a guy who couldn't have been old enough to drink, was wearing a pair of shorts and nothing else and coming out of the room next to ours asked us if we wanted company. Seriously, we both just sort of ignored it and got into our room as quickly as possible after figuring out our key at which point we collapsed into our beds and watched as much of Bring it on part 2 that we could stay awake for. I don't know aboutladyofbrileith but I have some memory of when they start a competing cheer squad but nothing after that.
Day 2: Lesson of the day, when the Garmin tells you to turn left in a somewhat strident tone and then repeats it. TURN LEFT. Otherwise you end up on a road to nowheresville RV park and not in the Starbucks parking lot. In any even coffee was obtained, food - surprisingly tasty is one of those sausage breakfast sandwich things - and after a quick fill up we were back on the road with only 310 miles to go.
The drive was uneventful, though absolutely gorgeous and we lamented the lack of vista points, and we were at Faerieworlds by early afternoon and after checking in were directed to our roughly 20 x 10 space in the middle of a hay field that would be our home for the next couple days. We unloaded the car and discovered how much crap we'd actually packed andladyofbrileith drove off to park while I got us organized which was when the adventure began.
No not the whole festival/trip adventure - the putting up the tent adventure.
I'm a well educated woman, I have a degree in engineering and I'm licensed to design structures under a certain height but I required the assistance of a man in elf ears who blew shit up for a living to figure out the tent. That done we changed clothes (wellladyofbrileith changed clothes including a very memorable corset which was very nearly cause for an education of a different kind for the eleven year old boy braiding my hair later) and set out to explore our surroundings, obtain previously mentioned hair braiding and perhaps food.
The whole place was full of tents where people were selling hand crafted clothes and jewelry and wings and a gajillion other things to look at an touch,ladyofbrileith got a very elaborate hair braiding done, and I got got a couple 'mini braids' to keep my bangs out of my face all of which paled by comparison to the discovery of the tamales.
I don't know how to praise these tamales enough other than to say I had at least one a day the entire time we were there AND I told other people about them. I would consider making that drive again just for one of those tamales - they were amazing.
Then we took ourselves off to the main stage where we alternately danced, froze to death, listened to good bands, sat and chatted with the people sitting nearby until it was time to brave the dark and get back to our tent where I slept the sleep of the just for we had, had a full day.
Other interesting tidbits/lessons/sightings:
1. When wearing a corset use good posture because otherwise boobies everywhere.
2. Seen at concerts - well built young man in sheer teal genie pants and a teal banana hammock style thong. No lie. Also he was pale as hell and very blonde. Like Genie Draco.
3. Not everyone knows proper wing etiquette, in fact all wings should come with a no smacking people clause - three strikes and you get your wings clipped.
4. The digereedoo.. a surprisingly sexy hot instrument whilst being played.
5. It is possible to have a brief completely sexual fling with a bag of ice if you try.
Day 3: Much the same as Day 2, with more wandering, more bands, another tamale AND a roasted ear of corn and a nice nap in the middle of the day in the tent with my kindle. I really do lead a thrilling life.
At the Brother concert whileladyofbrileith was off having her eyes flushed and being plied with benedryl by the First Aid people (damn hay field) I befriended a nice woman in a leaf corset and her boyfriend (who loved the tamale I recommended), and a woman with fake braids and a shoulder dragon that her husband made her - which he proceeded to partially disassemble so I could see the innards that made it's head nod and turn.
More bands were seen AND I got to talk to Adam Hurst who is a cello player and has this wicked cool cello he built himself with a 1/4 size body and full size finger boards and strings. I had to resist the urge to ask to touch it because I realize not all cellists are like Yo Yo Ma who will thrust his multimillion dollar Strat at people like it's nothing and just lets go.
We planned badly this day and put our chairs out (which should have been good planning) but totally missed the shade by like.. an insane margin. Which was funny in retrospect but not so much at the time but still resulted in bothladyofbrileith and I ending up with a reason to use our cool parasols.
Also we went to a finding your faerie guides workshop where a very interesting woman talked about her harp and music and faerie and was very amusing but where I didn't have any sort of faerie guide experience alas. Though I will admit to thinking it was interesting that this woman was talking about nature and faerie and she had a praying mantis crawling up her arm and in her hair - I remember thinking how one with the earth she was and then she like brushed at her arm, semi squishing the mantis and dropped it to the grass without really noticing. So much for that.
Other interesting tidbits/lessons/sightings:
1. Rubber duckie faeries!!!
2. Genie Draco in what can only be described as a hotpants version of leiderhosen, tight, partially unbuttoned white shirt and black pumps. Very sensible shoes really.
3. A woman dressed as what I can only imagine must have been some sort of primal spirit of nature who made herself a next in the hay, got water from people and stalked imaginary prey.
4. Purple man!! Entirely painted purple - who was incidentally I found out later demo guy who helped with the tent. Also there was an Avatar and a man in a loincloth who didn't need to be wearing a loincloth.
5. Note to self - a skirt shouldn't be wider than it is long.
6. Fire dancers, very cool - and warm I imagine.
Day 4: Much the same as Day 3, with more wandering, more bands, another tamale AND a sweet and sour snowcone (which was incredible, also the lemonade from that same place) and a nice nap in the middle of the day in the tent with my kindle. I really do lead a thrilling life.
This time we mostly found the shade which was nice and had sort of settled into a routine and did various bits of our own thing.
Bought baskets for ourselves and one each for our mothers, which ultimately just added to the amount of stuff packed in the car. Also bought a beer stein with a hand etched Celtic knot on it from an obviously altered man who kept saying a variation on Schtein! TEN! and Duuuude. Befriended a woman in a green faerie outfit and a man at the coffee stand early in the day who gave me a brief history lesson of Mount Pisgah and local celebrities which I have mostly forgotten.
Other interesting tidbits/lessons/sightings:
1. Sunblock is good - but you need lip stuff to because sunburt lips are a bitch.
2. Steampunk wings!!
3.ladyofbrileith needs to buy herself a hoolahoop and start practicing until she can hoop like the lady we say hoop dancing, not so much like the dude in the thin low riding skirt and very obviously nothing else.
4. Showers are a glorious, wonderful thing of wonderment. Even lukewarm, rushed because we were late instead of early, not shampoo showers. Seriously - so much love for water spraying on my head.
Day 5: Our last morning at Faerieworlds was uneventful, though we were both a bit bleary after all night drumming impeded real honest to goodness sleep. We packed up - even managing to get our tent into it's original bag - also the air mattresses and hied our hoes off to the Original Pancake House where neither of us had pancakes.
And then we were back on the road doing the whole trip in one day this time. We began to get a little slap happy a few hours in and when we stopped for gas we discovered while still in Oregon as they pumped it for us - and seriously wtf people in Oregon, I can't pump my own gas but I can get out and wash my own window? Let's do this right or not at all. But slap happy was our friend, as was the DQ where I got my first blizzard and have to say - yum.ladyofbrileith very nearly ended up with a blizzard sinus though when the Garmin said what we later determined to be North Riverside Avenue but sounded like Nurrrrrthrversid Avnewww.
Personally I just think at that point she was pissed off at us (the Garmin) for not listening to her curt directions back to the freeway while we searched for a way into the DQ parking lot and a gas station.
We swapped in Weed and I got behind the wheel just in time for us to encounter an accident on the freeway between Redding and Redbluff - luckily our trusty if annoyed friend Garmin knew the ways of the detour and told us to get off at an exit two mile hence (saving us three miles as the CALTRANs sign said the accident was five miles off). Alas when we arrived at the detour exit we found it to be the location of the accident (it looked like a semi had lost it's trailer) so obviously the sign lied.
Still a bit annoyed with us for not heeding her sage detour advice at our next rest stop the Garmin started to talk like the teach from Charlie Brown which we really enjoyed for a while considering at that point I knew how to get home.
And home we got - after grabbing dinner at The Old Spaghetti Factory (Garlic Brown Butter and Mizithra Cheese pasta.. ftw people and not just because it was one of the first steaming hot meals I'd had in days)ladyofbrileith dropped me and all my crap at my house and proceeded on the final leg up the mointain on her own while I sat on the couch and watched Project Runway.
Other interesting tidbits/lessons/sightings:
1. Potato pancakes are incredible - like hash browns but better.
2. A ten hour drive is never a good idea.
3. Nothing is better than bacon - not even sex, though it's been a while and I could just be sublimating.
This is my best recollection of what happened - I am sure I forgot or confused some things but in general - it's the real deal. Next year if we return I plan on writing things down as they happen. *adds notebook to the informal list of things we need next year*
Also - I am sort of determined to figure out how to make wings - I have no interest in wearing them as from what I saw they mostly attachedladyofbrileith to her chair and tried to start sexual relationships with my tits but building them would be cool.
Day 1:
ladyofbrileith arrived at my house after a trek of about 130 miles on her own at which point we loaded up and I drove her car (badly) to our first stop of the night - Redding (another 160 miles before we sleep - literally). I think for a while there she was terrified I was going to crash us but honestly her gas pedal was WAY more sensitive than mine and the sudden jerking acceleration went away once I was going 85 on the freeway.There was food (In-n-Out baybee), there was random catching up and finally we arrived at the jewel that is the Motel 6 where a guy who couldn't have been old enough to drink, was wearing a pair of shorts and nothing else and coming out of the room next to ours asked us if we wanted company. Seriously, we both just sort of ignored it and got into our room as quickly as possible after figuring out our key at which point we collapsed into our beds and watched as much of Bring it on part 2 that we could stay awake for. I don't know about
ladyofbrileith but I have some memory of when they start a competing cheer squad but nothing after that.Day 2: Lesson of the day, when the Garmin tells you to turn left in a somewhat strident tone and then repeats it. TURN LEFT. Otherwise you end up on a road to nowheresville RV park and not in the Starbucks parking lot. In any even coffee was obtained, food - surprisingly tasty is one of those sausage breakfast sandwich things - and after a quick fill up we were back on the road with only 310 miles to go.
The drive was uneventful, though absolutely gorgeous and we lamented the lack of vista points, and we were at Faerieworlds by early afternoon and after checking in were directed to our roughly 20 x 10 space in the middle of a hay field that would be our home for the next couple days. We unloaded the car and discovered how much crap we'd actually packed and
ladyofbrileith drove off to park while I got us organized which was when the adventure began.No not the whole festival/trip adventure - the putting up the tent adventure.
I'm a well educated woman, I have a degree in engineering and I'm licensed to design structures under a certain height but I required the assistance of a man in elf ears who blew shit up for a living to figure out the tent. That done we changed clothes (well
ladyofbrileith changed clothes including a very memorable corset which was very nearly cause for an education of a different kind for the eleven year old boy braiding my hair later) and set out to explore our surroundings, obtain previously mentioned hair braiding and perhaps food.The whole place was full of tents where people were selling hand crafted clothes and jewelry and wings and a gajillion other things to look at an touch,
ladyofbrileith got a very elaborate hair braiding done, and I got got a couple 'mini braids' to keep my bangs out of my face all of which paled by comparison to the discovery of the tamales.I don't know how to praise these tamales enough other than to say I had at least one a day the entire time we were there AND I told other people about them. I would consider making that drive again just for one of those tamales - they were amazing.
Then we took ourselves off to the main stage where we alternately danced, froze to death, listened to good bands, sat and chatted with the people sitting nearby until it was time to brave the dark and get back to our tent where I slept the sleep of the just for we had, had a full day.
Other interesting tidbits/lessons/sightings:
1. When wearing a corset use good posture because otherwise boobies everywhere.
2. Seen at concerts - well built young man in sheer teal genie pants and a teal banana hammock style thong. No lie. Also he was pale as hell and very blonde. Like Genie Draco.
3. Not everyone knows proper wing etiquette, in fact all wings should come with a no smacking people clause - three strikes and you get your wings clipped.
4. The digereedoo.. a surprisingly sexy hot instrument whilst being played.
5. It is possible to have a brief completely sexual fling with a bag of ice if you try.
Day 3: Much the same as Day 2, with more wandering, more bands, another tamale AND a roasted ear of corn and a nice nap in the middle of the day in the tent with my kindle. I really do lead a thrilling life.
At the Brother concert while
ladyofbrileith was off having her eyes flushed and being plied with benedryl by the First Aid people (damn hay field) I befriended a nice woman in a leaf corset and her boyfriend (who loved the tamale I recommended), and a woman with fake braids and a shoulder dragon that her husband made her - which he proceeded to partially disassemble so I could see the innards that made it's head nod and turn.More bands were seen AND I got to talk to Adam Hurst who is a cello player and has this wicked cool cello he built himself with a 1/4 size body and full size finger boards and strings. I had to resist the urge to ask to touch it because I realize not all cellists are like Yo Yo Ma who will thrust his multimillion dollar Strat at people like it's nothing and just lets go.
We planned badly this day and put our chairs out (which should have been good planning) but totally missed the shade by like.. an insane margin. Which was funny in retrospect but not so much at the time but still resulted in both
ladyofbrileith and I ending up with a reason to use our cool parasols.Also we went to a finding your faerie guides workshop where a very interesting woman talked about her harp and music and faerie and was very amusing but where I didn't have any sort of faerie guide experience alas. Though I will admit to thinking it was interesting that this woman was talking about nature and faerie and she had a praying mantis crawling up her arm and in her hair - I remember thinking how one with the earth she was and then she like brushed at her arm, semi squishing the mantis and dropped it to the grass without really noticing. So much for that.
Other interesting tidbits/lessons/sightings:
1. Rubber duckie faeries!!!
2. Genie Draco in what can only be described as a hotpants version of leiderhosen, tight, partially unbuttoned white shirt and black pumps. Very sensible shoes really.
3. A woman dressed as what I can only imagine must have been some sort of primal spirit of nature who made herself a next in the hay, got water from people and stalked imaginary prey.
4. Purple man!! Entirely painted purple - who was incidentally I found out later demo guy who helped with the tent. Also there was an Avatar and a man in a loincloth who didn't need to be wearing a loincloth.
5. Note to self - a skirt shouldn't be wider than it is long.
6. Fire dancers, very cool - and warm I imagine.
Day 4: Much the same as Day 3, with more wandering, more bands, another tamale AND a sweet and sour snowcone (which was incredible, also the lemonade from that same place) and a nice nap in the middle of the day in the tent with my kindle. I really do lead a thrilling life.
This time we mostly found the shade which was nice and had sort of settled into a routine and did various bits of our own thing.
Bought baskets for ourselves and one each for our mothers, which ultimately just added to the amount of stuff packed in the car. Also bought a beer stein with a hand etched Celtic knot on it from an obviously altered man who kept saying a variation on Schtein! TEN! and Duuuude. Befriended a woman in a green faerie outfit and a man at the coffee stand early in the day who gave me a brief history lesson of Mount Pisgah and local celebrities which I have mostly forgotten.
Other interesting tidbits/lessons/sightings:
1. Sunblock is good - but you need lip stuff to because sunburt lips are a bitch.
2. Steampunk wings!!
3.
ladyofbrileith needs to buy herself a hoolahoop and start practicing until she can hoop like the lady we say hoop dancing, not so much like the dude in the thin low riding skirt and very obviously nothing else.4. Showers are a glorious, wonderful thing of wonderment. Even lukewarm, rushed because we were late instead of early, not shampoo showers. Seriously - so much love for water spraying on my head.
Day 5: Our last morning at Faerieworlds was uneventful, though we were both a bit bleary after all night drumming impeded real honest to goodness sleep. We packed up - even managing to get our tent into it's original bag - also the air mattresses and hied our hoes off to the Original Pancake House where neither of us had pancakes.
And then we were back on the road doing the whole trip in one day this time. We began to get a little slap happy a few hours in and when we stopped for gas we discovered while still in Oregon as they pumped it for us - and seriously wtf people in Oregon, I can't pump my own gas but I can get out and wash my own window? Let's do this right or not at all. But slap happy was our friend, as was the DQ where I got my first blizzard and have to say - yum.
ladyofbrileith very nearly ended up with a blizzard sinus though when the Garmin said what we later determined to be North Riverside Avenue but sounded like Nurrrrrthrversid Avnewww.Personally I just think at that point she was pissed off at us (the Garmin) for not listening to her curt directions back to the freeway while we searched for a way into the DQ parking lot and a gas station.
We swapped in Weed and I got behind the wheel just in time for us to encounter an accident on the freeway between Redding and Redbluff - luckily our trusty if annoyed friend Garmin knew the ways of the detour and told us to get off at an exit two mile hence (saving us three miles as the CALTRANs sign said the accident was five miles off). Alas when we arrived at the detour exit we found it to be the location of the accident (it looked like a semi had lost it's trailer) so obviously the sign lied.
Still a bit annoyed with us for not heeding her sage detour advice at our next rest stop the Garmin started to talk like the teach from Charlie Brown which we really enjoyed for a while considering at that point I knew how to get home.
And home we got - after grabbing dinner at The Old Spaghetti Factory (Garlic Brown Butter and Mizithra Cheese pasta.. ftw people and not just because it was one of the first steaming hot meals I'd had in days)
ladyofbrileith dropped me and all my crap at my house and proceeded on the final leg up the mointain on her own while I sat on the couch and watched Project Runway. Other interesting tidbits/lessons/sightings:
1. Potato pancakes are incredible - like hash browns but better.
2. A ten hour drive is never a good idea.
3. Nothing is better than bacon - not even sex, though it's been a while and I could just be sublimating.
This is my best recollection of what happened - I am sure I forgot or confused some things but in general - it's the real deal. Next year if we return I plan on writing things down as they happen. *adds notebook to the informal list of things we need next year*
Also - I am sort of determined to figure out how to make wings - I have no interest in wearing them as from what I saw they mostly attached
ladyofbrileith to her chair and tried to start sexual relationships with my tits but building them would be cool.
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Date: 2010-08-05 12:31 am (UTC)I'm glad you had a fun, if not sunburnty, time. You and Bria are awesome and I respect you both for being able to camp. I mean, I could do it, but... I'd not enjoy it as much as a bed in a hotel or something. Though the last time I went camping was when I was an 'Eager Beaver' in Girl Guides, so maybe things have changed. Hmmm.
It's weird the whole pump gas thingie. You can't pump your own gas in Jersey either. Apparently one year some guy drove off while the gas pump was still in his car and it made his car and station catch on fire. Get this though, he sued the city and THAT is why in Jersey, it's illegal to pump your own gas. Backwards. They sort of gave up on full service where I'm from. Apart from having to pay those gas people more, it gets freaking cold out in the winter (which is when most people use the full service thing).
I think you'd make really pretty wings, if only because you'd make multiple designs and schematics and make them as awesome as you could get them. Then you could sell them at Faerieworlds.
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Date: 2010-08-05 12:59 am (UTC)And you'd be a fine camper - you just have to know to expect dirt and cold. :P
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Date: 2010-08-05 06:17 pm (UTC)Feel free to link, and/or email me any additions you think I forgot and I'll edit.
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Date: 2010-08-05 06:19 pm (UTC)Awesome!
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