A day at the faire

The Renaissance Faire is one of those things that is way better as an adult than a kid. I've been several times as a kid through awkward teenage years with my family. But this year was my first year of drinking age. Whole different story.

 Here we go!

Less than 5 minutes into the faire, Brigitte and I 

had to get some garlands for our head! 

I wanted to take this tent home with me. 

The guys and their giant turkey legs. 

A ride on the giant swing, something that is still fun as an adult!

This guy was totally whispering naughty sexual ineudos 

while we took our Pony Rides. Meade!

 Pretty ribbons everywhere.