Pennsic dream
Nov. 19th, 2006 11:54 amOk, this is a strange one, strange enough that I can tell (does posting count as telling?) it before breakfast without fear of it coming true:
I embarked on a great journey to Pennsic War, the biggest event on the SCA calendar. Yet, it didn't take the form of packing my car and roadtripping, oh no, far too mundane for my convoluted mind: it was through a series of underground tunnels through wildly different rooms and buildings. It was almost like a cross between "The Wizard of Oz" and the London Below of "Neverwhere" with all of the characters met and unexpected places.
Some rooms were vividly colored, others were quite plain and empty; some had parties going on with lots of crazy people (one person I ran into twice, like I was time traveling, running up behind them in a corridor and vice versa in the same place later - yet not); some contained people working on various projects or eating dinner or whatever.
When I finally got to Pennsic it was the end of the tunnel, into the daylight, a huge rolling field of tents and cabins and strange burrowing pygmy marmosets like prarie dogs (I've never been to Pennsic but I'm pretty sure there's no such thing as a prarie marmoset :P) In all, fun but completely unrealistic.
Interesting that my mind chose to pin the "trip to Pennsic" label on this, as I've been thinking that finally making this huge event might be fun now that I know enough people likely to be attending. Not sure if it will be feasible anytime soon (not the least reason because I don't know how to camp), but this dream was an interesting remix of the current back of my mind.
I embarked on a great journey to Pennsic War, the biggest event on the SCA calendar. Yet, it didn't take the form of packing my car and roadtripping, oh no, far too mundane for my convoluted mind: it was through a series of underground tunnels through wildly different rooms and buildings. It was almost like a cross between "The Wizard of Oz" and the London Below of "Neverwhere" with all of the characters met and unexpected places.
Some rooms were vividly colored, others were quite plain and empty; some had parties going on with lots of crazy people (one person I ran into twice, like I was time traveling, running up behind them in a corridor and vice versa in the same place later - yet not); some contained people working on various projects or eating dinner or whatever.
When I finally got to Pennsic it was the end of the tunnel, into the daylight, a huge rolling field of tents and cabins and strange burrowing pygmy marmosets like prarie dogs (I've never been to Pennsic but I'm pretty sure there's no such thing as a prarie marmoset :P) In all, fun but completely unrealistic.
Interesting that my mind chose to pin the "trip to Pennsic" label on this, as I've been thinking that finally making this huge event might be fun now that I know enough people likely to be attending. Not sure if it will be feasible anytime soon (not the least reason because I don't know how to camp), but this dream was an interesting remix of the current back of my mind.