Mr. C. Cow heard about a special Fantasy Fair that was going on for this week only. As soon as he saw the words “Fantasy” he instantly thought he would be able to buy a “food wand”.
Food wand? What the heck is a food wand?
I wondered the same thing. Maybe it was a wand made out of food. It could be a fancy hand mixer of some sort. The type that sliced, diced, chopped, and do-si-do spun your partner round and round. I was, naturally, wrong with all of my guesses. Mr. C. explained to me that a “Food wand” was a special, magical wand that would make any food you wanted to appear out of thin air. A stick that can magically make food appear is very hard for me to believe. Mr. C. Cow was adamant that they existed. This is how we ended up going to the Fantasy Fair this week.
Supposedly “food wands” are a thing (according to Mr. C. Cow) so we spent HOURS trying to find one. Tent to tent. Building to building. From one bewildered shopkeeper to another trying to find this wand food thing. After hour six I was tired. I was ready to throw in the towel and call it a day. Not Mr. C. Cow! He was determined to find a decent “food wand” even if he had to visit every single merchant at the fair.
My little legs were starting to hurt. I was hungry. I wanted a drink. Maybe a nap. Did I get any of the things I wanted? Nope! Mr. C. just kept going like the little cow engine that could. At one point I completely lost him because, I guess, four legs are faster (and less likely to get tired) then two. It was starting to get dark so I couldn’t let him get super lost. Especially when (I say when) he gets disappointed to find that no one carries, has heard of, or makes a magical “food wand”.
I ran into Mr. C. at the last stall. The last one of the entire fair. The last tent fourteen hours after we started this “Gotta find a food wand!!” quest.
Out came Mr. C. Cow triumphantly holding a stick with a piece of blue string tied to it. A stick?!!?? With string??!!!?? You’ve got to be joking. This has to be a joke. This cannot be the magical “food wand” that Mr. C. has been looking for. By the look on the little cows face this was, indeed, the magical wand by which food could be made out of thin air. A stick. With a blue string tied to it.
At this point I didn’t care if it was a twig with a bead glued to it. I was tired. I was hungry. I was ready to go back to the camper. Mr. C. Cow promised me that, when we got back to the camper, I could have any food that I wanted. I said I wanted falafel because I knew we didn’t have the ingredients to make any. Mr. C. swore up and down that I would have them.
Strangely enough, after a drink and a sit down to rest my little legs Mr. C. Cow brought me a HUGE plate full of falafel. Maybe this stick with the blue string tied to it was actually a magical “food wand”. Only time will tell.
All photos taken by me in Second Life.
Second Life Location: Fantasy Fair 2017 (M) Starting location.
The Fantasy Fair is going on from now till April 30th. To learn more about the Fantasy Fair as well as their work to raise money for Relay for Life please check out their website HERE!