The Ohio Renaissance Festival is a staple tradition in my life. I go at least once per year, sometimes twice. This year, I went with Husband on the first Saturday it was open, then that following Monday, I went with Soph and the Architect.
Suffice to say I had a great fucking time.
I got a little too drunk and maybe a little too emotional. I got to touch a falcon (even though the falcon handler was very clear about me not petting the bird as I held it.) I got to drink a bunch of mead and beer. I got to hang out with an exciting group of people and do things at the ren fest that I had never done before. I learned how to say ‘poop’ in sign language.
It was a blast, and I can’t wait to do it again. We have a lot of things planned for this year and next — and going to festivals with these two is quickly becoming one of my favorite things to do.
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