Gypsies.. I used to work out at the Kansas City Renaissance Festival. Gods I miss it. I was in a dance troupe that did what I can only describe as somewhat like belly dancing. With some Irish step and we were starting to learn flamenco. We portrayed accrute period Gypsies, not the baby stealing lying stereotype. I loved it. Mostely because of the original group, the four of us girls and our one male dancer. None of them are still with it, the group lives on though and that makes me happy. How I wish I could do it again with that original group back like it was that first year. *sigh* Things change, life goes on. I only wish i was able to see them all right now. I came to feel like they were my brother and sisters. I still feel that way about them and always will. I love them all dearly. *sigh* To be a Gypsy again.