You remember how I resolved not to feel sorry for myself about not making it to Pennsic this year? I’m doing a good job. After a month of traveling, it’s great to be back home. Still, I have whiled away a few minutes here and there looking for news of Pennsic. This evening, I was surprised to come across a Twitter account by the guy I knew only as that-guy-who-draws-chalk-labyrinths-at-pennsic.
Pavement is ugly. There isn’t a ton of it at Pennsic, but there’s enough that I welcome seeing it transformed from plain old blacktop into a labyrinth (or, sometimes, a sundial). One Pennsic evening last year, I was tired and hungry, so we went to that-place-that-serves-hotdogs-really-late. What should be in front of it but a giant labyrinth! (Pictured here.) Logan and I walked all the way to the center together, and then I ran all the way out. It was fun and silly and grounding and a bit strange – to be dressed in garb, running through a labyrinth, late at night, in front of a hot dog stand. Absolutely made the evening. Many thanks, Labyrinth Guy!