My weekend, with picspam
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ladyelleth and her mother to haunt the Spectaculum in Dortmund (the Spectaculum is roughly comparable to a RenFaire, only less serious). I picked them up at the main station (driving there, I already had the chance to notice that the directions I had were total crap). After a few circles around the station - remember, the directions were crap - I just turned right at random, which turned out to be a street that actually led to where we were headed. We found a parking space from which there were already arrows towards the market. Yay!
Except that it was a walk of about 20 minutes from there to the Spectaculum. Oh well. We eventually reached it in the sweltering heat - and it was yet getting warmer.
It was, if I remember correctly, larger than the one in Gelsenkirchen around Easter - the camps of the non-selling folks, at any rate, took a lot more space. They had lovely tents (and lovely decoration) and were cooking their suppers over open fires. And there were bands and fools, and a tournament... (for which we didn't want to pay the admission, though, so we watched from the adjacent playground *cough*)
We tried our hand at archery (I managed to hit the black once in my five tries, which won me a red jasper) and were tempted with wonderful fruit wines and excellent sheep's cheese and wild boar salami and venison salami (yes, of course we succumbed both times). I was also tempted by a very beautiful dress (which I didn't buy after all) and jewellery cut out of coins (which I didn't buy either). After the football game (Germany vs. Sweden), the market grew a lot fuller, but it was never overcrowded.
The dream spectacle in the evening was wonderful again (though, again, I didn't care much for the Iron Heinrich), especially the firedancers of the formation Spiral Fire.
It was past midnight when we made our way back to the car, heavily laden with bottles of berry wine, and made our way back to Solingen. Back home,ladyelleth and her mom admired the kittens properly. Darcy especially seemed to have taken a liking to Elleth's mother. They were their usual adorable selves and at once turned to conquer the makeshift bed for the visitors...
We had a small bottle of cranberry wine and then gave in to tiredness. We slept well into the next day, had a lazy hobbity breakfast (including the above-mentioned sheep's cheese and deer salami), went through the photos and the (highly embarassing) film material Elleth's mother had shot. After that, alas, it was already time for them to catch their train home...
Later on, I picked my parents up, who were just returning from their two-week vacation. The bastards expressed their astonishment at the sun setting at 9 pm (and they'd missed the thunderstorm earlier on, during which it was dark as night in the early evening) and had a lot of stories to tell from their trip to make me nice and jealous. They brought me a CD of nifty Finnish music, Moomin troll cookies and a seat cover made of reindeer fur (which was originally meant for my brother, but as he at first expressed no interest in it, I managed to snatch it *shifty eyes*)... of course, I had to look at half their photos right away.
You, however, will now not be shown their photos, but ours. (wow, wasn't that a smooth transition?)
I want a portable smithy, too. And that gate.
One of the stages, w/ live music
Camping in medieval times looks - fairly comfortable, actually.
I mean, yup, I could totally work with that.
Red Roses
Light, smoke and leaves
Random vaguely Fëanorian prettyboy
Look! The prettyboy can smile!
Dynamic photo including horns
A dangerous watchdog
The department of Law Enforcement
Mini-Maedhros
Yours truly, through the curtain of my hair
Die Streuner
Clouds
And another fearsome watchdog!
Marching to the tournament
Yup, still marching
Oh when the saints...
Are we there yet?
The tournament grounds, as seen across the fence
... as you see, we weren't the only ones who were watching secretly.
Cirrocumuli
No really, she does have two legs.
More tournament grounds
Knights in not-quite-shining armour
Are there women present?
Encampment
Sorry, I can't think of funny tournament captions
- he almost fell off his horse, though. Isn't that funny?
Foooorge. ♥
Fire!
Fight. (wee, I wax alliterative again!
Need a dentist?
Fool Kay
... and a game with gravity
... from distant Japanesia.
King Martin, Princess Rudolf and Tower Michael
Defying gravity again
Disgrace
Sea lake horses
Single lake horse
Ducklings
Fighting boys - conveniently enough, there's seven of them
I guess the pouting one would be Maglor?
zome, it's Ger-man!
Cultus Ferox at the dream spectacle
Evening skies
Pill and Pankras, somewhat blurry
Spiral Fire, more blurry
Fireworks through the trees
Actually, these fireworks spawned a QOTD:
Me: Darn arsonists!
ladyelleth: I heard that as "Burn the swanships."
Me: ...
ladyelleth: ...
Me: ... Alqualondë: A series of sad misunderstandings.
[It works better in German, I swear.]
Night Market
Fruit wine stall, without flash
Fruit wine stall, with flash
Lantern
More lantern, and fire
Elleth and the Cthulhu salami!
all courtesy ofladyelleth.
- - -
It burns us!
Darcy, the desk cat
'náro, prepared to jump
Kinslaying, take #24601
... but they actually love each other.
... yes, 'náro, you're really helping.
See, at least they're out of the way.
Breakfast kitten
This lap is mine.
And so is the hand.
... just what I needed after finally having finished the Japanese presentation.
... you took our snow away! >;_;<
--- how cruel. The Italian team just won in the 94th minute against Australia. 94th minute! That shouldn't even count! *cries for Australia*
ladyelleth and her mother to haunt the Spectaculum in Dortmund (the Spectaculum is roughly comparable to a RenFaire, only less serious). I picked them up at the main station (driving there, I already had the chance to notice that the directions I had were total crap). After a few circles around the station - remember, the directions were crap - I just turned right at random, which turned out to be a street that actually led to where we were headed. We found a parking space from which there were already arrows towards the market. Yay!Except that it was a walk of about 20 minutes from there to the Spectaculum. Oh well. We eventually reached it in the sweltering heat - and it was yet getting warmer.
It was, if I remember correctly, larger than the one in Gelsenkirchen around Easter - the camps of the non-selling folks, at any rate, took a lot more space. They had lovely tents (and lovely decoration) and were cooking their suppers over open fires. And there were bands and fools, and a tournament... (for which we didn't want to pay the admission, though, so we watched from the adjacent playground *cough*)
We tried our hand at archery (I managed to hit the black once in my five tries, which won me a red jasper) and were tempted with wonderful fruit wines and excellent sheep's cheese and wild boar salami and venison salami (yes, of course we succumbed both times). I was also tempted by a very beautiful dress (which I didn't buy after all) and jewellery cut out of coins (which I didn't buy either). After the football game (Germany vs. Sweden), the market grew a lot fuller, but it was never overcrowded.
The dream spectacle in the evening was wonderful again (though, again, I didn't care much for the Iron Heinrich), especially the firedancers of the formation Spiral Fire.
It was past midnight when we made our way back to the car, heavily laden with bottles of berry wine, and made our way back to Solingen. Back home,
ladyelleth and her mom admired the kittens properly. Darcy especially seemed to have taken a liking to Elleth's mother. They were their usual adorable selves and at once turned to conquer the makeshift bed for the visitors...We had a small bottle of cranberry wine and then gave in to tiredness. We slept well into the next day, had a lazy hobbity breakfast (including the above-mentioned sheep's cheese and deer salami), went through the photos and the (highly embarassing) film material Elleth's mother had shot. After that, alas, it was already time for them to catch their train home...
Later on, I picked my parents up, who were just returning from their two-week vacation. The bastards expressed their astonishment at the sun setting at 9 pm (and they'd missed the thunderstorm earlier on, during which it was dark as night in the early evening) and had a lot of stories to tell from their trip to make me nice and jealous. They brought me a CD of nifty Finnish music, Moomin troll cookies and a seat cover made of reindeer fur (which was originally meant for my brother, but as he at first expressed no interest in it, I managed to snatch it *shifty eyes*)... of course, I had to look at half their photos right away.
You, however, will now not be shown their photos, but ours. (wow, wasn't that a smooth transition?)
I want a portable smithy, too. And that gate.
One of the stages, w/ live music
Camping in medieval times looks - fairly comfortable, actually.
I mean, yup, I could totally work with that.
Red Roses
Light, smoke and leaves
Random vaguely Fëanorian prettyboy
Look! The prettyboy can smile!
Dynamic photo including horns
A dangerous watchdog
The department of Law Enforcement
Mini-Maedhros
Yours truly, through the curtain of my hair
Die Streuner
Clouds
And another fearsome watchdog!
Marching to the tournament
Yup, still marching
Oh when the saints...
Are we there yet?
The tournament grounds, as seen across the fence
... as you see, we weren't the only ones who were watching secretly.
Cirrocumuli
No really, she does have two legs.
More tournament grounds
Knights in not-quite-shining armour
Are there women present?
Encampment
Sorry, I can't think of funny tournament captions
- he almost fell off his horse, though. Isn't that funny?
Foooorge. ♥
Fire!
Fight. (wee, I wax alliterative again!
Need a dentist?
Fool Kay
... and a game with gravity
... from distant Japanesia.
King Martin, Princess Rudolf and Tower Michael
Defying gravity again
Disgrace
Single lake horse
Ducklings
Fighting boys - conveniently enough, there's seven of them
I guess the pouting one would be Maglor?
zome, it's Ger-man!
Cultus Ferox at the dream spectacle
Evening skies
Pill and Pankras, somewhat blurry
Spiral Fire, more blurry
Fireworks through the trees
Actually, these fireworks spawned a QOTD:
Me: Darn arsonists!
ladyelleth: I heard that as "Burn the swanships."Me: ...
ladyelleth: ...Me: ... Alqualondë: A series of sad misunderstandings.
[It works better in German, I swear.]
Night Market
Fruit wine stall, without flash
Fruit wine stall, with flash
Lantern
More lantern, and fire
Elleth and the Cthulhu salami!
all courtesy of
ladyelleth.- - -
It burns us!
Darcy, the desk cat
'náro, prepared to jump
Kinslaying, take #24601
... but they actually love each other.
... yes, 'náro, you're really helping.
See, at least they're out of the way.
Breakfast kitten
This lap is mine.
And so is the hand.
... just what I needed after finally having finished the Japanese presentation.
... you took our snow away! >;_;<
--- how cruel. The Italian team just won in the 94th minute against Australia. 94th minute! That shouldn't even count! *cries for Australia*
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Date: 2006-06-26 05:13 pm (UTC)KITTIES!
That is all.
Except to say that I'm so glad you had a good time, and you are lovely! It's always so great to get to put a face to someone's LJ. :-D
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Date: 2006-06-26 05:35 pm (UTC)