I'm not normally one to do a trip report -- let alone one for a month-and-a-half full of memories.
However, while working on our latest video podcast, time slipped away to do updates over the run of faire.
So, here we are.
Sit back, relax, grab an ale, and let's take a look at my family's adventures in the 1580s (or a reasonable facsimile thereof).
And because this was our little baby's first set of big outtings, expect plenty of adorableness.
WEEKEND 2, PART 1 - April 11, 2009
Like this, for example. Yep, we all go in costume.
Even the 4-5 month old one.
Two seconds into his first faire, and my boy's already thirsty.
His momma, in a rare "normal" photo. You'll see what I mean later on.
So, on this first visit, little Wyatt saw all sorts of new things.
Like little and big horseys.
Bellydancers with snakes and their attendant musicians.
A pair of fairies who danced and "flew" in their own way.
I don't know about you guys, but I find it creepy when people are able to
defy the laws of gravity like this.
A group of Italian ladies entertained Wyatt with a dance.
And then, he found out what birds were.
It was an awful lot for such a little baby to see! Soon, it was nap time.
But that didn't last long. There was so much to see!
Including a group of ladies whom, well, perform certain acts on gentlemen for a fee.
Yep, I'm a proud daddy corrupting my boy.
Then, it was off on another tour of the faire site to see some of the locals.
Like the washer women.
And the nobles at court (who had a lot of kids of their own)
Alas, it was soon time to leave -- as our wee little one didn't have the endurance to last a full day.
But Wyatt seemed to enjoy his visit.
Of course, his mommy and I would be visiting the next day by ourselves.
(Ah, the benefit of nearby grandparents).
And I had a little surprise up my sleeve for Julie...
But that has to wait for Part 2.