I have this ongoing mental list of things I'd like to do before I die...morbid, I know...and it includes experiences like: hot-air balloon ride, see the Grand Canyon, go to the White House Correspondents Dinner. Ok, that last one was only added because I'm dating someone that knows someone that got a press pass once and I'm crossing my fingers the budget cuts don't prevent him from getting a press pass again because I've already secured my spot as his date!! I digress.
So about a month ago I had the joy of crossing an item off my bucket list: Go to Medieval Times. Ever heard of it? No?? Well, it's a large indoor arena where the audience is treated like lords and ladies watching a jousting tournament, eating dinner with no utensils and going along with the general merriment. It's outstanding. If you have kids, bring them. If you don't, bring a friend. Oh and just in case you were worried, they have a full cash bar. Cha-ching!
So the following pictures are from the evening's "games". I can't decide if it was the company I was with, the bottle of wine I had or the general splendor that made this such a magical experience but I'd like to think it was a little of everything ;)
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When they dimmed the lights, I couldn't tell who was cheering loudest, the kids everywhere or me.
Yes, I was *that* excited. |
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| They started with a cute intro of how horse + man came to be. Such talented horses!! |
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There was a bunch of annoying interruptions from the lame "King and Princess".
Less bad British accents, more entertainment of the equine kind, people! |
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| I think this was the bad guy. We booed. I may have been a little over enthusiastic with that. |
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Then they split the arena audience into "lands" and assigned us all a knight for the tournament.
Ours was the red knight, who we affectionately called Some-Dude-From-Baltimore-Who-Was-Clearly-Of-Asian-Descent. |
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This was our server boy, Joe (and Red Knight photo-bombing).
The kid had clearly partied a bit too hard the night before and subsequently lost his voice.
What came out was more like pre-pubescent squeaks. It was classic. |
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| There was some good old-fashioned, medieval smack talking. |
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| Then they all lined up and pair by pair, faux-jousted! For real (not)! |
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| Red Knight was kind-of a Bad-ass! |
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| We cheered. A lot. Drunkenly. |
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There was a final faux-duel on foot to determine the official champion of the tournament. It's like the WWE of the jousting world.
Red Knight won!! |
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| I went Medieval and all I got was this stinkin' blog. |
It was all pretty wicked. I hope you get a chance to go sometime, really. It's hella expensive but worth every penny and most people will probably only go once. I mean really, how many times can you watch faux-duels and drink too much wine?? Wait, I want to do that all the time. Lets buy some more tickets!
