We did have a bit of a tense moment with my group, just after we'd left the station. There was a woman who came up to us--a Roma woman--who wanted to tell our fortunes. Very insistent that we should let her read our palms or weigh our wands and she could tell us what Fate's got in store for us. Wouldn't take no for an answer. (She'd have given Bea a contest for who's harder to turn down!) And there we were with a quartet of false wands in the group.
Honestly, it occurred to me she could as easily have been MLE as an actual gypsy. And we just kept walking and saying we weren't interested, thanks. Eventually we got clear of her, but it was an anxious few minutes, I promise you. Some of the others said they'd met her, too. I suppose a midwinter fair is a rich field for fortune tellers.
As far as I know that was the most ticklish moment any of us had. Really it was quite a pleasant trip out there and back.
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Date: 2014-01-05 04:39 am (UTC)Honestly, it occurred to me she could as easily have been MLE as an actual gypsy. And we just kept walking and saying we weren't interested, thanks. Eventually we got clear of her, but it was an anxious few minutes, I promise you. Some of the others said they'd met her, too. I suppose a midwinter fair is a rich field for fortune tellers.
As far as I know that was the most ticklish moment any of us had. Really it was quite a pleasant trip out there and back.