So I'm taking off this afternoon to go to the Renaissance Faire in Phoenix. Witchy1, her hubby, and I are driving through the night so we won't hit traffic in Los Angeles. I'll be the guide through LA, since I used to live there, and hubby will drive us into AZ.
I have to warn everyone, I'm not at all sure how I'll get along with the Ren Faire. I'm such a nitpicky bitch about history and stuff... I need to channel Laid Back Bo from on high and just try to enjoy myself.
They promise I'll get to purchase something tight made from leather. And there's some horrendous confection called a Scotch Egg (hardboiled egg, covered in sausage, breaded, and deep friend). Plus warm beer, and it can't be all bad, right?
Right. Me and Hob Gadling love the Ren Faire.
I have to warn everyone, I'm not at all sure how I'll get along with the Ren Faire. I'm such a nitpicky bitch about history and stuff... I need to channel Laid Back Bo from on high and just try to enjoy myself.
They promise I'll get to purchase something tight made from leather. And there's some horrendous confection called a Scotch Egg (hardboiled egg, covered in sausage, breaded, and deep friend). Plus warm beer, and it can't be all bad, right?
Right. Me and Hob Gadling love the Ren Faire.