Renaissance fun yesterday at the Texas Renaissance Festival; the biggest themed attraction in the nation. My daughter and I stayed right up until the fireworks. A first for me. Walking was only slightly painful (understatement) after my foot surgery.
After growing up in England, immersed in historical culture, the RenFest almost feels like going home. Well, if you can call meandering in corsets and hoop skirts home. As a writer, I’m absorbing the drama, costumes, and weird get-ups to insert into some future novel.
With so much to see I’m on sensory overload and paranormal heaven. The mix of past and present mesh so well in the musical choices here. One of my favorite bands, and I swear it’s not an endorsement, is Tartanic.
They have so much fun when they play it makes you want to dance while they’re pounding rhythmic drumbeats. They involve the crowd and the girls sign the words while they dance. Food and drink! The sky’s the limit. Everything from alligator on a stick, bread bowls, mead, chocolate covered cheesecake…
Shops with books on Tarot and pirate swords… And if that’s not enough, you get to dress up! Period costumes abound along with rather bizarre ‘thingymawidgets.’ Here, I can be Raven. Here, I can be me.
With so much diversity, novel ideas blossom in my head on the long drive home.