This was supposed to be our 3rd Lunar Faire and we were SO excited. It was only 15 minutes from home and we had a bunch of people who were planning to come see us! We got there nice and early and set up our tables and our trinkets and everything was perfect and we were so ready!

And then the clouds rolled in and the rain came, which sucked.

And then the wind started blowing and we desperately hung onto our tent (which to our credit, went NOWHERE through this whole thing. our stakes and sandbags held the HELL up)

And then we watched in horror as our immediate neighbor's tent flipped up and landed on their car, crashing and crumpling around the entire car.

And then suddenly everything exploded into more horror, as our OTHER neighbor's tent (complete with 4 full-sized, 35-lb. metal gridwalls attached to it) also flipped over ... and landed directly on top of our tent, our tables, our displays, and all of our goods, clocking me in the skull and fully PINNING Casey under both tents and all 4 gridwalls for several minutes until a few other people who were nearby (some even sheltering in our tent! clearly a poor decision!) could help lift everything enough for Casey to crawl out.

From there, we all (me and Casey, the 2 people whose tent landed on us, and the person who was under our tent when it all went down ... or UP) worked together to disentangle the two tents and all the zip ties and light wires and racks and merchandise until we could get the tangled heap of scrap metal that was our two tents out of the way.

And then came the packing up ... it was still POURING rain so everything was completely soaked through, even the few things NOT sitting in puddles in the grass and dirt.

Casey was a rockstar after having TWO metal tents and 140+ pounds of gridwall land directly on his neck, helping to keep me calm (ish) and packing up pretty much everything while I ran over to the emergency vendor meeting, where I burst into tears and ANYWAY.

He got the car from across the park and we managed to pack it and drive home, then unpacked everything and brought it all inside (have I mentioned we live in an upstairs apartment?) and spent 2.5 hours drying everything off one by one and covering every surface in our apartment in towels and drying handmade goods.

So yup! A bit more of an ... adventure ... than we would have liked, and likely our last Lunar Faire of the year, which is a super bummer!

Silver linings: I didn't want to risk my Wearable Dungeon 3D model (you know, the exceptionally fragile thing I spent 3 weeks working on) getting ~a little damp~ so I left it in the car. And also when shit went down, everyone nearby LEAPT into action and was incredibly helpful and kind. I hugged a lot of strangers today.