Renaissance Woman

Up to sharing a turkey leg, anyone?

Not that there were any leftovers of that beast to share, but I’m sure that you catch my drift

This past weekend Will and I spent our Saturday afternoon meandering the streets of Deerfield for the Annual Florida Renaissance Festival. Between the plethora of eccentric costumes, dozens of foot-long beards, and many-a-mud pits, I felt like I was actually part of the time-period myself. Throw me into a time warp, why don’tcha?















But eat, drink, and be merry we did!

The festival was a lot larger than I expected it to be, and they had TONS of shows for the visitors to pick from at different stages around the park.

Will and I accidentally wandered into our first show around 1:30, which ended up being a comedy/magic blended show by a solo performer who called himself “Broon”. He made our stomachs hurt with his witty jokes, especially the adult-themed ones that flew wayyy over the heads of the younger audience members.

And of course, it wouldn’t be a Renaissance show without the fire and sword tricks!

Which obviously inspired Will to try some bladed tricks of his own.

You’ll get ‘em next time, young lad

We knocked out about 6 hours of our day just walking around, seeing shows, eating good food, and making friends with the Renaissance folk. In fact, we had such a blast (and such dirty feet) by the end of the day that we promised each other a return visit next year.

And perhaps we’ll even dust off our spare renaissance gowns for the occasion

(Hear that Will?)

A bit to think about: Ever been to a renaissance or other themed festival?