In the words of Madonna in “Live To Tell”… “I have a tale to tell…”
This is my favorite Madonna song and it somehow even surpassed my “Like a Virgin” karaoke obsession of my college years. You see, these tales I have to tell? They always get out eventually, and if they haven’t, they will. I love this song because of that time I went to Canada when I was 16 while I was suffering from situational anxiety and depression, and I beat them both back with a huge stick and I felt..superhuman. I got home from my trip, and I was never the same. I was taller and skinnier. I smiled all of the time. I started getting straight A’s. I was high on life, and nothing else, at least daily. I felt like I had a tale to tell.
I still do. I bet we all do.
The moral of the story is: Try Canada – you’ll like it.
Or rather: Try life – you’ll like it.
Three weeks ago, we went to the glorious King Richard’s Faire, and that’s where this story begins. It’s a tale of kings and queens, princess coronations, giant heads, drunken knights, fairy tales, time travel, and more. Cassidy was “The Doctor.” (10th) Scarlet was Rapunzel. Des was “The Doctor.” (11th) I was a princess. I knew I picked a great gown because Scarlet gave me a huge thumbs up. So did several knights, a jester, and a faun, and I got an approving wink or three from a saucy street performer.
King Richard knew all about “Doctor Who”, and he told us that time travel didn’t work in his realm. I begged to differ.
Our tale included pirates ships..
..and the pirate ships included sonic screwdrivers on board.
Then we waited for a special princess ceremony.
There were interesting people to see in the meantime.
This one came out for the princess coronation ceremony and without missing a beat, said, “Ladies, Gentlemen…Doctor.” And she did a bit of a curtsy at Cassidy’s feet. That was a big win for us sci-fi geeks everywhere. Cassidy couldn’t walk two feet without people recognizing his costume and asking to take his picture.
He volunteered to show the crowd how a prince should bow:
(I think the queen was looking at his butt…)
(…but trying to pretend she wasn’t. I’m onto you, Queen.)
These guys? They have no trouble getting ladies, or men.. (whatever the object/subject of their fancies)
Many good tales have battles, and people gathering to watch.
This guy was our knight in the joust. You can bet we screamed our heads off for him. He lost.
He looks like the kind of guy you’d want to invite over for dinner..and drinks. Lots of drinks.
Our tale included strange and wonderful displays of tenderness and affection, and friendship.
That cop? Real. Everyone else stayed in character. When an older man had a health issue and required a stretcher, the staff was more than professional about helping him and clearing the area so the EMTs could get him through, but they did it in character.
(I didn’t take pictures of that)
I did take pictures of the strange beasts..
Looks are a bit deceiving. This guy scared a lot of people:
I was witness to when he finally took off his costume. He was just a kid! And his mom had made that costume. I gave her huge compliments and she was so happy.
Scarlet went on a man-powered ride called “The Hurlinator.”
She rode with three older boys who made it their mission to spin the fastest. She did not hurl.
She was a bit dizzy, but ready to go into battle.
Then she got to choose her very own crown. I was told not to take photos of this event. Luckily, I had already stolen three:
This is what Des thought about most of it:
All day, we searched for Snow White. We had been told she was an avid “Doctor Who” fan. When we had nearly given up, and people had steered us in various wrong directions, I caught a telltale glimpse of blue, red and gold. She was eating, on a minor break, but she saw us and without breaking character at all, shouted, “The Doctor!”
So this happened..
..and this, which was pretty special.
This happened too. I have no idea about any of it.
Before we left, Cassidy and Scarlet snuck on the stage of some royal presentation.
You know who Snow White is waving at, right?
And then our tale ended, for now. There was ice cream at the end. We were in line behind this guy.
You can be who you want to be at the faire. There’s a bit of a gray area, though..
From the ordinary to the extraordinary – we all blended together. Whether you’re in plain clothes – khaki shorts, socks with sandals, beer bellied, or whether you’re one of the staffed actors in full dress. Whether you’re a visitor in costume or a paid staff member in plain clothes – it was all there. We were all trying for a bit of an extraordinary adventure on a late summer’s day.
And you know what? I hope everyone there, and everyone everywhere, finds that bit of extraordinary adventure.
“I know where beauty lives
I’ve seen it once, I know the warm she gives
The light that you could never see
It shines inside, you can’t take that from me” — Madonna