It's been a long Renaissance Festival season. For seven weeks in a row I awakened at 6am every Sunday morning and we were at the gates of the Realm for opening. Usually we didn't stay for the entire day, but we were always there until at least mid-afternoon. Yesterday was final day or "Pink Slip Sunday" as it is known among the players. Many of the acts have already signed contracts for the next several years, but individual cast members are never guaranteed.
Our King has been part of the court in a variety of capacities for the past 32 years. My DH and I have been attending as a couple since 1979, so for 33 years, and my DH was involved in the founding of the festival in the early 1970's. We are Festies, we have Ren Fest in our blood and I can't imagine not attending. We've already purchased our season tickets for next year.
( More Final Day pics and talk about the Tortuga Twins below the cut:> <div style= )
The court gathers at the top of the Entry Gate wall to make their
final speeches, watch the performers, and we close by listening
to "William Shakespeare" quote from a Midsummer's Night Dream.
Our King has been part of the court in a variety of capacities for the past 32 years. My DH and I have been attending as a couple since 1979, so for 33 years, and my DH was involved in the founding of the festival in the early 1970's. We are Festies, we have Ren Fest in our blood and I can't imagine not attending. We've already purchased our season tickets for next year.
( More Final Day pics and talk about the Tortuga Twins below the cut:> <div style= )
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