Sunday, August 15, 2010

Pennsylvania Renaissance Faire

This weekend was the opening of the PA Renaissance Faire.  I had read online that it was listed as one of the top 100 things to do in the country (I don't know who made this 'list').   I really was impressed with how large and involved it was.  It really was a pretty big deal.  I had never seen so many Dungeons and Dragons nerds congregated before!  It was a sight to behold.  Not everyone was pimply and pasty though.  There were many 'modern tourists' like us around.  Although it really got annoying when some characters took their role too seriously and spoke with fake accents, pretended cameras were the devil's boxes, and used 'old English' to speak to my 4 year old who barely understands regular English, let alone their crazy-town version of it.  We played medieval games, checked out a blacksmith making swords, saw too many overweight, over 'busty' wenches, watched the royal parade and jousting tournament.  William got a catapult gun that shoots marshmallows and marbles and rocks or anything small and round.  I already laid down the law on NO shooting anything but mini craft pom pom balls in the house!  I wanted to eat a giant turkey leg like a real wench but the line was way too long.  Overall it was a fun time.  Definitely worth the 2 for 1 price we got in with!

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2 comments:

KrishasKrew said...

We go to the Highland Games(Scottisch Festival) every year, and over the last 10 years or so they started a "living history" section which is essentially a renissance festival. They drive my Father-In-law crazy and he calls the "errr" people, because of them talking in the funny old english- and I agree with you and busty ladies- it may be true about what Scottsmen wear under thier kilts, but at least they are covered!!

Sara said...

It brings me back to my BYU days where you could always count on a rousing display of wooden sword fighting from the cloakies just outside the Wilk. Oh, those were some good times ;)