
This weekend, Norman, Oklahoma, hosts the
32dnd Annual Medieval Faire. I believe this is the fourth year I've gone, and I always enjoy it immensely. As has also been the case the last four years, it falls on a weekend my daughter is spending with me, so I got to take her with me.
Now I grew up down in Houston, where we made the annual pilgrimage to the
Texas Renaissance Festival. They have a permanent site outside of Plantersville, Texas, several times the size of Reeves Park down in Norman, and run every weekend from early October through late November. They describe themselves as "one of the nation's largest, most acclaimed renaissance theme parks." So a little single-weekend faire in an Oklahoma college town had pretty big shoes to fill.
It fills them pretty darn well, I must say. The first year, I was expecting this tiny little thing, but every year I walk several miles, wandering the park checking out all the great attractions. This year We started off by arriving as soon as they opened up and making a beeline for the shop selling bottles of most excellent root beer. I bought a half-gallon growler there a while back, and they refill it for a mere four dollars. Brianna and I drank off our first refill by noon, and drank off about half the second before coming home.
After that,
Dustin and
Jess arrived to show their almost-two-year-old the sights, so we headed back to the front gate to meet with them. We wandered aimlessly through the park, stopping for elephant, pony, and camel rides, and to play on the playground. They headed out a little before noon, and Brianna and I grabbed some lunch and headed back into the crowds to go visit the mermaids.
Before we could get there, though,
Jess and
James arrived with Jen and Bonnie, so we went back to meet them at the front. One of Jen's friends was performing with a belly dancing group, so we headed over to watch their show. After everyone else got some food, we walked around a bit, then went to take in a show by
The Bilge Pumps. It turned out they were filming for their next DVD and had secured a double-length timeslot on the stage. And they were definitely at the top of their game. The audience participation was huge, and I loved having enough of their songs memorized to sing along. I snagged their latest CD while we were there (it's ripping on my other machine right now).
Chad and
Lizzi arrived shortly after that. We had a great time wandering around ant taking in the various sights, stopping in the occasional shops, and so on. I scored a package of microwave pork rinds to feed my inner redneck (and Brianna's too). Brianna got her mermaid visit, and we all took in a storyteller's show before it was finally time to head out.
Comments
pfarrell: hehe, I'd pay money
pfarrell: hehe, I'd pay money to go to a faire where everyone spoke the proper dialect and idiom of the time. Probably wouldn't understand a word of it, but it'd be awesome.
Alice: we had a hell of a time getting out of there Saturday afternoon, with the traffic and my lack of knowledge of Norman streets.
Man, I wanted to go, and run
Man, I wanted to go, and run into you all, but we were on campus with Beth asleep in the back seat and the traffic was backed up for miles, so we chickened out. :/
I think the hardest part
I think the hardest part would be keeping the pronunciation correct, especially if you try to pronounce words pre-vowel shift.
Dressing up can be a lot of
Dressing up can be a lot of fun, but it's definitely optional. It's just as much fun to go out in street clothes and enjoy the sights and sounds of the fair.
I've never quite understood
I've never quite understood why anyone would want to dress up in medieval costumes and go to the fair. So I've never went. Maybe sometime in the future I should go check out a medieval fair and see what I'm missing out on