
Last weekend we ventured to the Renaissance Festival in Apache Junction. Since it is over an hour away from where we live and Mr. P has lots of hard-earned hotel points, we decided to make it an official weekend vacation. I know what you're thinking. But an hour in Arizona is different from an hour in a major city.
The next morning we (meaning not the children) woke up baggy-eyed, drank 2 cups of coffee, grabbed our standard continental hotel breakfast (I really wanted to head back to Joe's Farmhouse) and hit the road.
Cheering on Jousting Tournaments...

Eating Turkey Legs...
I've heard that people that frequently attend these Festivals really get into character. And I can honestly say, there were a lot of characters. And plenty of entertainment.
We filled our day visiting fairies...
Observing Thrill Shows....



We managed to pack in a lot that day. But exhaustion finally began to kick in.
...and Happy Endings.

And the kids weren't doing so well either.**Badop, CHAA!**
(That's my sound effect for a drum. You know, the kind you hear after someone says something funny.)
AND so we traveled back to our Modern-day home in our Futuristic minivan, while Princesses and Knights dreamt about Fairytales...
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