Every year I find myself at King Richards Faire, located in the woods of Carver, MA. Every year I think I have seen it all and debate whether or not to attend.
Every year, I discover something new.
This year, I really took the chance to look around; like really take a good look at the woods, the craft booths, which are shaped like little medieval houses and the actual layout of the place. I mean, I guess I never really though about it before. Thats the great thing about going places multiple times; you get to realize little details that you may have missed.
See, smell, taste, hear and touch. Sometimes we leave only using two senses.
I saw the joust to the death; flaming swords and all. Even King Richard himself got up to fight.
I smelled the fryolators, cooking up mounds of grease.
I definitely ate the whole shrimp and fries plate and some mead too!
I heard the belly dancers singing in the distance and the yelling of the entertainers putting on a show.
I touched the shell plate I got; and I smiled.