Arizona Renaissance Festival – Pic Heavy
by Steve Mitchell
Okay, so. Yesterday, my family and I didn’t really time travel to the past.
Instead, we went to the Arizona Renaissance Festival.
We had a pretty nice time.
I don’t know quite how to describe the festival. It’s dusty and crowded and a bit overwhelming.
And it’s not, especially, historically accurate. The overall look is a romantic medley of medieval royalty and peasantry and faeries and pirates and Cavaliers and nomads and time travelers and ravers and barbarians and …. tourists.
There were plenty of other kilts, mostly on pirates and craftsman working the fair, but also on attendees. Some of the kilt wearers, I could tell, used the fair as an excuse to go full Brigadoon. Others, myself included, simply wore a kilt with tee shirts or regular street clothes.
Surprisingly, considering the captive crowd, the food was reasonably priced, as were many of the craft items for sale. It was refreshing to see.
Less refreshing was the constant, faux British, street-performeresque, bawdy bids for attention. From the first minute, we were bombarded with mugging, interactive performers and ware-hawkers with loud, loud voices trying to make us laugh or pay attention or buy something. Luckily, it tapered off as the crowds grew and the day wore on.
I enjoyed some of the shows, but others I avoided because they required too much audience participation and I have no stomach for shows which require audience participation.
I took a roughly a million and a half photos, but I won’t subject you to all of them. I’ll just subject you to a large handful.
Here’s the front entrance:
That was the King and Queen and the Royal Court up there waving to the entering crowd.
It was a warm and very sunny day, so Lucie bought a parasol. She got the last one with the Dia de los muertos theme.
Here’s me holding the parasol for a moment.
Here’s Cos, my older son, with some sort of barbarian. He wanted a picture of her headdress to show an artist friend of his.
I don’t have a good photo of Alec. He and one of his classmates ran off with their 14 year-old selves to have adventures most of the day.
Here’s more photos.
Musicians out and about:
From some of the shows:
And, finally, more photos out and about: