Once a year they throw a REM Faire. Rapid Eye Movement Faire. This is when the stars align and it is easey for people to share a dream location to have a medeval faire. You brew up two strong ultra bitter cups of dream herb and smoke a large dreamherb blunt. As you drift off you think about castles and kings. About fair ladys and clashing swords. You find yourself on the fairgrounds. People are wandering about takeing the place in. You do the same.