Anyway, always up for a new experience, I remarked to the hubster, "I'd REALLY like to go check out that metaphysical fair" The poor guy, this kind of thing really is NOT up his alley. He's got plenty of fine other points, but oohing and ahhing over stuff just would not be his thing. Anyway, Labor Day rolled around and we took forth on duel missions. He took the two little boys to the baseball game, and I took the wee daughter to the metaphyscial fair. Yeeee hawwww. In all fairness, the seven year old was a bit fidgety before we got there. She was questioning herself as to whether she should have gone with the brothers to the ball game, but I didn't know what to tell her. Afterall, I had never been to this place either. I just kept trying to reassure her that we WERE going to have fun if it killed us.

Well, when we first walked into the place, we were met by a life size animated wizard--ala Harry Potter style. This made the kid giggle and I must confess, I was grinning. Ya never really know how these things are going to be. We paid the seven dollar admission charge and we were off strolling the floor. It is at this point, the child I am with, starts to have FUN. Our first place of business is the music vendor who is selling flutes and pan pipes. Lizzy selects a flute that keeps her happy the rest of the shopping trip, but she cannot get the pan pipes out of her mind. We must have strolled around the whole set up ten times, selectively looking at doo dads, rocks, incense, art and jewelry. Seriously, the most fun was just walking around. I liked seeing the look on my child's face when the promoters of the fair, came out with bells all over them to announce "Free Ritual in room 3!!! Free Ritual in room 3" I kind of regret that I didn't mosey over there to attend the free ritual. I'm nosey that way. Besides, I like checking out people. It's wild seeing the authors at a book signing (even though I never heard of the book)

The little kid and I were conservative with our purchasing power. I bought only a few original looking windchimes with pentacles (one for myself and one for a gift) and the little one did go back to score a set of pan pipes from the nice music man.

Another thing I regret not doing, is signing up for one of the readers. Some of them I recognized from the talk radio programs I listened to (because of the recent raids of psychic readers in some of the local stores around here)Next time I do this sort of thing, I plan to go early enough to sign up for one of these deals.

One of the most surprising things about this was the crowd. All different sorts of people, very diverse--I'm observant, so I was really surprised at the number of people walking in with little tiny crosses on their necks, so this must appeal to all different faiths. In fact, one of the weirdest things was one vendor that was selling some sort of books on the New Improved Jesus and New Improved God. I must admit, that I only scanned the leaflet given to me, but the next booth after that was selling Alien dolls. You know the big eyed extra-terrestial dolls along with alien pendants. I don't know WHY it strikes me as strange, but after dealing with the new improved Jesus, seeing an ALIEN kind of spooked me. The mind sort of plays tricks on you. Then again, I'm reminded of that scene in the movie, Dogma, where George Carlin whips out the new "winking- thumbs up" Christ statue.

I really enjoyed myself at this thing--all kidding aside. I couldn't believe how many older people showed up. Quite definitely, you see online a diverse group of YOUNG people drawn to new age, but seriously, I saw more of the above-fifty crowd people giving readings, getting readings and really enjoying the crystals. It's nice to know they are out there.

Anyway... I had an interesting weekend. Much better than taking up space on the bleachers of a ball game