The Renaissance Fair: People Watching
By: Keith
Every year our family is compelled to make a pilgrimage to the Renaissance Fair. We started attending these things when we lived in Norman Oklahoma where there is a small Medieval Fair every year. Then it became a tradition, and we’ve been to one every year since: Oklahoma, Texas, Minnesota, Wisconsin, and now Colorado. It’s a quirky tradition, too, because I’m not one to dress up or care much about play sword fighting. I go because I love the people who get into character (historical accuracy optional) and don’t give a damn what other people think of them. What’s going on in their head? I don’t know, but I know it’s entertaining!
Yesterday was raining, and I thought the place was going to be deserted. Boy, was I wrong; we parked about a mile from the front gate. The Renaissance Fair people are certainly a determined lot. While there we did all the typical things we usually do, saw some knights (and I use that term loosely) jousting and play fighting, ate a sausage on a stick, people watched and then went home.
Sorts of People you’ll Find if you go:
The Scottish Wannabes, complete with fake Scottish accent
The Fairies
Took a Wrong Turn on the Way to Wal-Mart
Gwar Fans
Queens and Kings and People who Genuinely Try
Talented Performers
Lost on their way to a different festival?
Could have done a little better
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