Day Five ā THE HORN HAS BEEN ACQUIRED!Ā šÆ
Of course, it wasnāt without adventure.
The place I ordered it from turned out to be aĀ historical workshopĀ in the middle of an industrial zone ā only accessible by car. So I had to ask my husband to drive me.
I wasnāt too worried about him seeing the shop name and ruining the surprise,Ā but!
He insisted on walking me there (which I appreciated, because I have zero sense of direction), and while we were checking the map, this happened:
š» Whoa, this place is histoāĀ clearly realizing something
š¦ WHAT?!Ā internally panicking and cursing my luck
š» Nah itās just some shop here.Ā shows me the screen
š¦ Oh wowĀ acting mode activatedĀ I thought you were gonna say itās some kind of historical landmark or whatever ā looks like a dump.
š» Yeah, just garages.
Then began the quest to actuallyĀ findĀ the store ā which is tiny, hidden, and up a steep vertical ladder, through a workshop⦠and I was in a dress. Of course.
Inside, I was greeted by two literal warriors ā I mean it. They looked like theyād stepped out of a reenactment camp.
They immediately asked why I needed a horn and if I knew how to blow it. Then one of them startedĀ demonstratinghow itās done ā
and IĀ panicked,Ā because my husband was waiting right outside.
(Heād parked in theĀ furthestĀ possible spot, which turned out to be⦠directly under the shopās only window š¬)
So as the guy raised the horn to his lips, I blurted out:
āOh please donāt! The person itās for is downstairs, itās a surprise!ā
He looked disappointed, but just gave a gentle little āfiiiiiitā sound and handed it to me.
Then as I was leaving, one of the guys offered me a ride ā and honestly, I didnāt know whether to feel flattered, scared, or just deeply amused.
Picture it: bearded, broad-shouldered man with a side-sword says,
āMy lady, may I offer you a ride somewhere?ā
Meanwhile, Iām gripping a bag where the horn isĀ very much sticking out the top,
and watching my completely unaware husband scrolling memes in the distance.
To keep the legend intact, I told him I barely found the workshop, and had no clue there was a historical store ā
but IĀ didĀ meet a local āinhabitant.ā He laughed. Legend survived (for now).
Back at home, I managed to do a little⦠which still felt like a lot:
More drilling & screwing (timelapse incoming!)
Dry-fitted the side panels
Realized I messed up the size and need to trim them down āluckily, Iād planned some wiggle room.
Tomorrow Iāll probably skip the updates since Iāll be out all day ā picking up theĀ secondĀ part of the gift!
But on Monday, itās back to building, and Iāll share the next steps then. Stay tuned!