When I was a kid, my parents allowed my brother and me to go anywhere for our birthdays. I normally opted to go to Cracker Barrel and some paint-your-own-ceramic-object store. My older brother, however, nearly always picked Medieval Times. There’s something magical about eating food in the dark with your bare (likely unwashed) hands and watching knights joust for a few hours. As far as I know, there isn’t a Medieval Times close to Houston. Yet, there’s something much better… the Texas Renaissance Festival.
My first trip to the Texas Renaissance Festival occurred last autumn. The information desk in the RMC was selling subsidized tickets, so my roommate and I decided to go on a whim. We didn’t know what to expect (or what to bring), so our experience was wonderfully naive. On the second go around, though, we knew to bring cash and arrive closer to noon so as to miss the early bird traffic. We still didn’t dress up, although I donned a flower crown that I had purchased during our last visit. We gorged on pretzels and apple dumplings (which, according to the fair, originated from every European nation). We watched knights joust, we went on what felt like an incredibly unsafe swing, and we engaged in witty banter with costumed actors. This will likely be my last Texas Renaissance Festival for awhile, so it was a bittersweet experience. I wish I had discovered it sooner, but I’m glad that I at least discovered this gem of Magnolia, Texas before graduating!