It’s Renaissance Festival time in Minnesota again. For a couple of months at the end of the summer every year, you can travel south of Minneapolis and end up going back in time.
I’d always heard about the yearly Renaissance Festival and how much fun it is, but I never had the chance to check it out until last Sunday. Uncle Dan and Auntie Maxine were in town for the wedding the day before and weren’t going anywhere until the next day so we decided to find out what all the buzz was about.
After driving for a good 25 - 30 min, I arrived at the permenant location of the festival. That was my first surprise. I’d always been under the impression that this was a travelling tour that only set up the few weeks they were in town.
The next pleasant surprise was free parking. I guess it’s really not all that surprising given that the place is pretty far out of the city and has a lot of open land around it. I’m just used to getting gouged at these types of things.
As I made my way towards the ticket counter, I noticed diversity of the crowd. Most wore plain clothes like me, but some had elaborate costumes that made them fit right in. I was expecting that, but not to the degree that I witnessed.
Inside, I found Dan and Maxine and we began wandering around. It turned out there was a jousting show starting shortly, so we hurried over to find a good place to watch. We settled for standing at the side of the fenced in area, which wasn’t ideal for pictures, but I made due. It was also partially shaded which was nice.
Having been to a Medieval Times in Chicago, I knew what I was in for, but again I was surprised with so much more. After some explanation of the rules and some playing to the crowd, the jousting began. Now these guys weren’t faking anything. About the only thing they could’ve done was score their lances in order to make them break. Otherwise, they were wearing real armor and using real weapons.
We watched as the jousters made several passes at eachother, each one becoming more and more spectacular. During the last few runs, the dismounted rider would grab a sword or mace and try to dismount his foe. It was then a realized, they were really hitting each other with these weapons. One slip and someone could really be hurt badly. They pulled it all off flawlessly and the good knight, my sides representitive, even won.
After jousting, Maxine was hellbent on getting an ear of corn she’d seen some others walking around with. She was quite impressed with the whole ear being cooked inside it’s leaves. Apparently, she’d never seen corn prepared and eaten like that. We found the corn and also some bratwursts for Dan and I (mine with sauerkraut of course) and began wandering around the shops.
In additon to the cheesy things like wooden swords and other souvenier-type shops there were a number of higher quality items. Handmade crafts that were created using traditional techniques. I could’ve really dorked out and started trying on armor or watching blacksmiths forge weapons, but I let the visitors go where they wanted. There’s always next year.
A second stage show we heard was a must see, was the firebreathers. Two guys, who basically blow fireballs out of their mouths. For the most part the show was just the two guys bantering back and forth and then showing a trick or two. The bantering actually was a bit raunchy for the young ones in the audience. Lots of sucking and blowing references. Anyway, I guess this is one of those things you just have to see for yourself.
The last part of the time we were there was spent watching a glass blowing demonstration. I could have honestly sat there all day. It reminded me of watching Bob Ross (R.I.P.) paint. His soothing voice, combined with the art of creation mezmorized me. You could tell he was very good at his job. He never once became distracted by his explainations of the process. Sadly, I was too preoccupied with the spectacle to snap and pictures.
There’s no doubt in my mind that I’ll be making it back out again next year and if you’re ever in southern MN between August and September, check out the gem that is the Renaissance Festival.