Dost thou comprehend mien ancient discourse? Art thou agog towards my conversation? How beist it so, that to render the conscience unravelled, doth it?
(whew.... I think they have to keep phrasebooks with them to keep that up.)
It's Phil this tme. We went to the Renaissance Festival which was not too far from Cedarville, and that was quite the enjoyable experience!
There were many people dressed in costume for the occasion, and sometimes we got to hear people talk in
Ye Olde Englishe as they would have. The picture there only gives a small glimpe of what the whole thing looked like -- It was remarkably larger than I expected! Many castle or cottage- themed buildings all around with vendors of all types, including a plethora of clothing-- er, "vestments," jewelry, accessories, staffs and other magical walking sticks, and (of course) armories. Yes, swords, battle axes, knives, etc. (pretty sure I saw a mace there as well.)
There were some live shows that we saw, one of them being a comedy/stunt pair which did tricks like standing on stacked chairs, whips, hula hoops, and fire. lots of fire. Also included audience participation, and it wasn't just "here hold this" but it made you a little nervous! I think a good show like that should make you a little nervous - keeps it exciting.
They had some good eats there too. One we tried was a caramel apple with a green apple bathed -- nay, drenched-- in caramel. She claims it to be the absolute best caramel in her experience! Then, there was the famous turkey leg. This thing was as big as it looks.
MMMMMMMm, love that red meat!
The village has been doing severl different themes from week to week, and the theme when we went was Irish-Scottish themed, complete with bagpipes and kilts. Aye ye lads and lasses, ne'er was there such a manly sight as a pair of strengthly legs in that noblest of garments, the kilt!
Behind her (I didn't get a good shot of it) is an old fashioned thrill ride; a manually powered dragon swing in the fashion of Cedar Point's pirate ship thingie that swings back and forth really high. Except without powered aceleration, good ol' fashioned elbow grease is what powers that ride.
After chowing our turkey leg and wandering through the rest of the village, we declared it a successful and enjoyable visit, coming full circle towards the entrance. The parking kinda was like Cedar Point - lots and lots of cars. (But no Snoopy characters on light poles to help you out.)
We enjoyed a scenic drive both to and from the fair, taking in the fall colors of early October. We drove to Cedarville to hang out and have dinner with Joel! He's so famous. Everyone says hi to him.
Cedarville dining was very nice - I'm sure I could enjoy having it for four years! We asked each other if we had the chance to get another degree, what would we get. Joel answered that he would get a teaching degree. I said I'd enjoy getting a degree in composition & music technolgy. (we can't remember what Krysti wanted to do because she has too many interests to narrow them down to just 4 years!)
The last thing we did before coming home was going to a nature trail which led to an ancient Native American mound. It was rather tall, most of the way up th surrounding trees. Joel said he's played really intense King of the Hill in winter there, which would be incredibly difficult with snow and that steep uphill climb. It was fun, but the sun likes to go to sleep so we decided we should go home and do the same.
A good day. And good night! (or rather, "Good Eve', sirs and madams!")
