Easter in Essos : mostly a photoupdate
We spent Easter in Essos, the sister continent of Westeros from the universe of Ice and Fire. Here we are setting off (perspective is deceptive! the first ship was by far the biggest really! )
I meant to write up what we did, but unfortunately I was, and am, a bit under the weather (I severely disapprove of a bug that not only makes me impossibly sleepy but also makes my asthma unusually severe and wheezy, honestly, I feel like I've abruptly aged about 30 years and put on three stone) so I'm just going to link to LoA's writeup so I can find it later. In fact, I am so wheezy and achy I haven't even photographed my other drawings of the campaign, although partly due to the wheezing, sleeping, aching etc, those I managed were a bit crap anyway, to be honest. I quite like this one though: it's us all setting off in our cog, the Lady Anduin, with a cargo of whippets, tin, mead, amber, stockfish, candlesticks, silver grumpkins and furs:
As has become traditional, Chainmailmaiden made a sumptuous mass of awesome foods. A few of them stayed on the plates long enough to be photographed. I had to photograph the Baked Alaska super-fast though, before it escaped. Fortunately, Pp had got me a new (to me) ancient (because all my lenses are from the last century) manual-focus lens for my birthday, which is well-adapted to the swift photography of escaping food.
I meant to write up what we did, but unfortunately I was, and am, a bit under the weather (I severely disapprove of a bug that not only makes me impossibly sleepy but also makes my asthma unusually severe and wheezy, honestly, I feel like I've abruptly aged about 30 years and put on three stone) so I'm just going to link to LoA's writeup so I can find it later. In fact, I am so wheezy and achy I haven't even photographed my other drawings of the campaign, although partly due to the wheezing, sleeping, aching etc, those I managed were a bit crap anyway, to be honest. I quite like this one though: it's us all setting off in our cog, the Lady Anduin, with a cargo of whippets, tin, mead, amber, stockfish, candlesticks, silver grumpkins and furs:
As has become traditional, Chainmailmaiden made a sumptuous mass of awesome foods. A few of them stayed on the plates long enough to be photographed. I had to photograph the Baked Alaska super-fast though, before it escaped. Fortunately, Pp had got me a new (to me) ancient (because all my lenses are from the last century) manual-focus lens for my birthday, which is well-adapted to the swift photography of escaping food.
