About five years ago, I took a trip to the Oklahoma Renaissance Festival. It was my first time to attend anything of the sort, and I fell completely in love with the idea of escaping into a land of enchantment and history for a weekend. I failed to make it back the next few years when the festival returned each May, but I always daydreamed about the costumes, entertainment, and overall jolly times I experienced when I visited before. So this year, when my dad informed me he had tickets to this much-publicized event and asked if I'd care to go, I jumped on the opportunity. I plotted out a day that worked with my schedule and mentally crossed the days off the calendar until the weekend arrived with all the excitement of a starry-eyed wench in search of adventure. Finally, the day came and we took a mini road trip to a nearby town and got our medieval groove on.
I returned from the Faire with a few captures to remember this storybook setting by. Brace yourself for epic battles, a gypsy caravan, maypole dancing, musicians, cute shops selling handcrafted goodies, and even an enchanted forest!
I basically had to be forced out of the Faerie Forest because I found myself just standing around in awe. It's quite possible that I considered packing my bags and setting up a little home for myself among the trees and painted mushrooms. This event always stirs my imagination. Have you ever been to a renaissance festival before?