Pre-Pennsic Blues
So… two more workdays before I begin the first leg of the journey to Pennsic. Thursday night I leave New Jersey to meet up with Bonnie in Lancaster. From there, we leave for the big event on Friday (in theory, assuming all the sewing and packing actually gets done - not a guarantee by any stretch).
To be honest… I’m not really all that excited about it.
The reason, actually, is pretty simple. Historically, I just haven’t had all that much fun there.
I mean, yeah, I enjoy doing the fighting (though truthfully, I often feel like a let-down for my unit because I’m not really very good). But that only accounts for three or four afternoons. I sleep poorly, I have a hard time finding classes that I’m really interested in (and shyness will often prevent me from going to many of those that I do), and I’m absolutely godawful at going to parties with strangers and fitting in. Which basically leaves sitting around in camp, or wandering the merchants looking at things I can’t talk myself into buying.
Maybe things’ll be different this year. In the past, I’ve never been in the company of friends for Pennsic for one thing. But I also know that most folks have friends they only get to see at Pennsic who they’ll want to spend time with, so I can’t help feeling that they’re not gonna want to be saddled with me too much of the time. Thusly, I’m not at all certain that it will make much of a difference.
Ah well. I guess we’ll see how it goes.
To be honest… I’m not really all that excited about it.
The reason, actually, is pretty simple. Historically, I just haven’t had all that much fun there.
I mean, yeah, I enjoy doing the fighting (though truthfully, I often feel like a let-down for my unit because I’m not really very good). But that only accounts for three or four afternoons. I sleep poorly, I have a hard time finding classes that I’m really interested in (and shyness will often prevent me from going to many of those that I do), and I’m absolutely godawful at going to parties with strangers and fitting in. Which basically leaves sitting around in camp, or wandering the merchants looking at things I can’t talk myself into buying.
Maybe things’ll be different this year. In the past, I’ve never been in the company of friends for Pennsic for one thing. But I also know that most folks have friends they only get to see at Pennsic who they’ll want to spend time with, so I can’t help feeling that they’re not gonna want to be saddled with me too much of the time. Thusly, I’m not at all certain that it will make much of a difference.
Ah well. I guess we’ll see how it goes.