It’s really a Medieval Fair…

 We’re now Ren Faire adjacent people - 2 years running, that counts, right?  I am pretty sure that I have the capability to be an all out-in on Cosplayer be it LARP-ing or theater or more RenFaire situations, but I married in to a life where it was quite clear early on that I wouldn’t be allowed  (it was a different time …), and over the years I’ve gotten her to a place where she’s the one who gets us to the Renaissance Faire, not me…

Forget about trying to parse this but it’s a bridge (classical construction), over an ancient (or perhaps Anthropocene-constructed, hard to tell) body of water. It certainly feels like it all might collapse whilst we traversed (so again hard to say if that’s a product of it being so old or too modern and flawed because of the curse of capitalism…)

There was a man, a man named Crack, Adam Crack (it might’ve been Ethan), and woh, could he whip. Whipped it good, he did. This sounds underwhelming (or at least whelming, in Europe, if Clueless is to be believed ), but it was not only a whip show, but a fire whip show, and like time, you add fire in front of anything and it improves, measurably.

And yes, it mostly was, but we were at the Ren Faire (Fire Ren Faire?) and so looking forward to good stuff that we were part of a pretty amazing demographic. 

The highestLight was by far was the Dungeons & Shakespeare show, which brought four willing and thespic Fairegoers up on stage to randomly choose Shakespeare characters from across the Ouvre or monsters from throughout the Manuals (or the Folio, presumably), and act out the Host’s (Public DM?s) narration as Regan from King Lear teamed up with
The Nurse from Romeo & Juliet to defeat a bugbear en route to find The Necronomicon locked away high in an Elven tower guarded by Yeti who killed them. 

And then over by the jousting fields, we find The Insult Artist who spends all day hurling insults at the humans who step up to thrown tomatoes at him. 

It’s definitely my people.