Yo Ho Ho and a bottle of . . . port.

This past weekend I got to meet another blogger!!  Thoughtsy from Thoughts Appear.  She has a 35 before 35 list of things to do (having already completed her 30 before 30 list and needing more fun and interesting goals for her next 5 years on the planet), and on this current list is #22 Meet fellow blogger.  Well, Hoody, of Hoody Hoo fame, suggested that she would like to volunteer her services for #22, especially if it involved #4 Go to the Renaissance Faire (also known as the Ren Fest).  Of course, when I saw this, I couldn’t help but jump in and invite myself right along!  So we had this plan that we would all meet there this past Saturday.  (Unfortunately Hoody was unable to attend because when I told her she was required to dress authentically like a wench, she misunderstood authentic and thought that meant she had to also contract the Bubonic Plague to represent a true sense of the 14th century, so therefore she was too ill to join us.  Poor Hoody!).  😦

So it was just Thoughtsy and I, who did indeed meet and experience the infamous Maryland Renaissance Festival.  First of all, it was really great to finally meet Thoughtsy since I have been stalking following her blog for a while now, and also because she is super nice and fun in person.  We had a really great time.  We wandered around that sprawling place for hours;  we had some drinks, sampled some delicious food, watched a couple of fun shows and got to meet some really interesting people.  Also, the people watching was divine.  Imagine a place where it is not only accepted, but truly encouraged and embraced to let your freak flag fly, in any permutation you can imagine, and you have the Ren Fest.  Then imagine someone like myself . . . there with a camera.  Yeah.  Good times all around. 

So, after Thoughtsy and I walked around for a bit, we got a tad thirsty, so we decided to get a drink.  While we tried to avoid any activity that had a long line, as we were not keen to waste our time standing around waiting for stuff, the one line that was unavoidable was the line for alcoholic beverages, thus we were forced to wait.  Oh the tragedy.  But alas, a wench must do, what a wench must do.  Once we both got a glass of wine (not mead, just some yummy raspberry wine), we were looking for a place to sit and drink our wine for a bit, but all the tables in that area were full.  Until . . . we were summoned over by a large older gentleman in a bright green and yellow paisley costume who was just getting up from his table, who told us that there were seats available there and that he and his compatriots were leaving.  So we sat down.  However, it seemed they were not leaving just yet, so the fellow sat down again beside us.  Thus began our experience with our pirate friend, who regaled us with tales of whimsy and local lore . . . or just basically hit on us the whole time.  But he was harmless and somewhat entertaining. 

His name was Chris and he was actually an unemployed artist, so he told us.  He also persisted on calling me “the hot chick” while Thoughtsy was “the single Sicilian” and said he thought I was probably late 20s/early 30s, and even if he was lying out of his teeth (most probably), I still loved him for that!  🙂

Him and his buddies were very gracious hosts.  They told us of upcoming shows which we would enjoy (which we did . . . more on that later in the week), they offered us some private stock of port wine (which we were both hesitant to try, being smart girls who have learned not to drink mystery substances from strange men . . . and these were indeed strange men.  However, Thoughtsy tried it and didn’t immediately pass out, so I was game.  Plus, what really did it for me was the fact that when I looked at the tiny shot glass sized goblet of wine, I saw an engraved “Busch Gardens” emblem on the side and it was just so touristy and dorky that I decided it had to be safe), and then also invited us to breakfast the next morning (not like that.  Perverts!).  It seems that these guys dress up every weekend in the fall, come to the Ren Fest early in the morning before the gates open, and have breakfast in the parking lot together before going in for the day.  It’s like tailgating before the game.  But for the Dungeons and Dragons geek set.  We of course declined the invitation to breakfast (and all other things intuited or invited by our pirate friend).

We actually ran into him later after attending one of the shows they recommended and he glommed unto us for quite a while.  He was very chatty.  He seemed like a nice man, but Thoughtsy and I didn’t go to the Ren Fest to spend the entire time with a guy who dresses up as a pirate and goes to a festival every weekend to hit on young women.  It just got a bit old after a while.  But like I said, harmless and good for a few laughs for a bit.

Here is our buddy Chris, the pirate, and a random wench friend of his:

Arggggghh. So, come here often?

More to come later in the week on our time at the Ren Fest.  You know there will be pictures.  Lots of pictures.  Stay tuned . . . .

**and make sure you check out Thoughtsy‘s site this week, as I’m sure she will be regaling us with her own tales from the Ren Fest.

31 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. hoodyhoo
    Oct 24, 2011 @ 07:55:53

    I’m so morose I couldn’t make it… bring out your deeeeeead!


  2. Jen
    Oct 24, 2011 @ 08:37:37

    How were Frodo and Bilbo? Oh my CRAP, you are officially the biggest nerd I know! Huzzah!


    • mistyslaws
      Oct 25, 2011 @ 11:16:28

      Who you calling a nerd? I’m not the one making reference to LOTR, now am I? I’m just taking pics of the freaky people and meeting drunk pirates. I think you’re just jealous. :p


  3. thoughtsappear
    Oct 24, 2011 @ 09:11:59

    He was quite the ladies’s man. I don’t normally drink unknown substances from strange men, but I figured he wouldn’t do anything dangerous since you had his picture on your camera. Just to be safe, I took the tiniest sip ever.

    “Imagine a place where it is not only accepted, but truly encouraged and embraced to let your freak flag fly….” I love this part! You crack me up!


  4. prttynpnk
    Oct 24, 2011 @ 09:54:06

    I think that lady has a pikachu on her head too! There must be a ‘pokerenn’ connection!


  5. lazysubculturalgirl
    Oct 24, 2011 @ 11:21:54

    Oh man, I am SO jealous. I’ve never been to a RenFair (although I’ve wanted to go for a long time) and you got hit on by a PIRATE? I need to glom onto your ass next time so I can be hit on by pirates. Also, I probably need to move to the East Coast.


    • mistyslaws
      Oct 25, 2011 @ 11:21:38

      Do they have Ren Fests on the left coast? I know there are a bunch over here. VA, MD, PA, etc. Next time we go, we will let you know and you can make the trip over. I think that is a perfect reason to escape the hubs and kids for a weekend. We will try to introduce you to your own pirate.


  6. TeamSuzanne
    Oct 24, 2011 @ 12:38:52

    I was hoping that wench would be gripping one of those whole turkey legs. Do they still “serve” those?


  7. mark @ yelling near you
    Oct 24, 2011 @ 13:17:55

    I’m with Jen – your nerd cred is off the charts. Was Samwise Gamgee there too?


    • mistyslaws
      Oct 25, 2011 @ 11:23:58

      I don’t even know who that is. Nerd. :p

      I didn’t dress up or anything if that makes a difference. I just took pictures of the other geeks and nerds. Still, it was fun times. You are probably just jealous you didn’t get to come dressed as a hobbit carrying a lance. Do you have the feet, too?


      • mark @ yelling near you
        Oct 25, 2011 @ 15:56:54

        You’re probably right – I’m just jealous. When you’ve got a spare 9 hours watch the Lord of the Rings Trilogy and you you can become a middle earth nerd too. You’ll also learn who Samwise is (Frodo’s secret gay lover).


  8. Carrie - Cannibalistic Nerd
    Oct 24, 2011 @ 17:23:11

    I don’t know, Parking Lot Breakfast sounds pretty awesome to me. Maybe Thoughtsy should add that to her 35 list.


  9. skippingstones
    Oct 24, 2011 @ 20:39:37

    Sound like you two had a great time! I’ve been meaning to come over and check out your site for a while, and I’m glad I did. I can’t wait to see some pictures from the festival.


  10. Wag the Dad
    Oct 25, 2011 @ 09:21:58

    I have to say that Thoughtsy has the scariest unicorn on her post, and now I am going to have nightmares. Also the pirate scares me a bit. I don’t know why. Mainly I’m just jealous because you had a roadtrip and I wasn’t invited.

    I’ll have to re-think my blogroll, Misty.



    • mistyslaws
      Oct 25, 2011 @ 11:28:40

      Um, Shane? I hate to ruin all your hopes and dreams, but there isn’t actually a “road” between here and Vienna, so that would have been a difficult trip for ya I imagine. Unless you have one of those fancy new boat-cars that is all the rage in Europe now? I mean, I assume they have them over there, since European fashion is always miles ahead of us plebians over in the states.

      You are cordially invited for next year. I suggest air transportation. Or swimming. Whatever.

      Oh, and re: the unicorn . . . like if you saw a unicorn holding a “free hugs” sign, like you wouldn’t hug the holy hell outta her. Pfft! I call bullshit on that.


  11. Paula @ thewilyweez
    Oct 25, 2011 @ 10:10:40

    Sounds like a good time! I’m pretty sad I didn’t get an invite to this shindig…I would have made a really good court jester. haha


  12. bschooled
    Oct 29, 2011 @ 19:41:27

    Um, so by any chance, does “Chris the Pirate” double as “Kris the Kringle” during the month of December?

    Because I swear I saw him in the mall, sitting on a cushy velvet chair just last….well, basically every year since I was three.


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