Crown

To paraphrase Robin Williams in Good Morning Vietnam - Crown was hot. Damn hot. So hot I could fry an egg in my braies. A little crotch-pot cookin'.

Or, as I put it, nose-staking weather.

The Laurel elevation with Elayne's plates being broken was memorable and wrenching in a number of good ways. I wouldn't (or couldn't) have done that personally, but wow.

I thought that ldyanna's vigil went well, although turnout was a bit smaller than I would have liked. Between the weird court schedule, court going on for 17.4 hours, the heat, and parties - well, we still had plenty of people and the line generally wasn't too long. Lots of food and drink left over afterwards, but I can't really complain since I drank mostly ice water myself. allergicone, the water coolers were brilliant. Hopefully ldyanna got thoughts worth considering over the next three weeks. I'm sure that much of the advice was contradictory. I think we shut it down around 1 AM.

Our Saturday dinner was tasty, although we had about as small a quantity of food as we ever have had - there were virtually no leftovers. Just as well since we weren't as visible as we often are to foist food on passersby.

Borrowing ppfuf's half bell tent was perfect. It only took twenty minutes to unload the car. I missed having our awning and interior space (and air), but it was a good dry run for bonacorsi camping on her own during my hiatus. Speaking of which, maybe I should throw a goodbye party at Purg...