Keep calm, and don’t lose your head, that is the main thing, right?
Why is my son-in-law standing in front of an ancient Roman mosaic floor? And why does he look so much like that guy in the tiles, handing the maiden a… flower arrangement? A fruit assortment? A horn of plenty?
Why does it look like we are in the chapel in an old castle?
What’s with the fancy coat of arms thingie?
How long did that guy have to stand around in his fancy party armor to have his portrait painted?
Which of those suits of armor would look best on Jason?
Why does that ancient Viking dagger look so uncomfortable to stab someone with? Did part of the handle rot away?
Is that a stirrup? When did they invent stirrups anyway? It seems like stirrups would really make swing a sword on horseback a lot easier, and couldn’t you use a lance more effectively?
Why is there a lady lurking behind that knight? And why is his shield so freekin’ big?
How many kinds of swords are there?
And what is really better for armored, hand-to-hand combat, a sword, or a mace, or a war hammer, or an axe? And why does your spell-checker underline ‘axe’ like it is not a real word? It is a real word, isn’t it?
Is that an upside-down mermaid on that helmet?
Wow, you ask really good questions. A lot of them. And the answers will be revealed. Maybe not the answers to these particular questions, but at least I will fill you in on where Jason and I went on our boys-day-out in New York.