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Texas Renaissance Getting there. Ah ya, there's th...

Texas Renaissance Getting there. Ah ya, there's that. ok so next time I'll listen to their website and come in from the north instead. Main roads are standstills. Backroads are closed by cops that claim we can go through. Once we got there, parking was, well, parking. It never was supposed to be fun, was it? And leaving? Boy! You best time it right: leave early or stay crazy late, again, as their site recommended, but clearly I'm stubborn.

Was it all worth it? Meh. Made some memories and experiences and our kids enjoyed some of it. But we have no vested interest like others who looked like they frequent the festival (and probably camp out there too). I would say 2/3s or folks were in costume and fit into certain groups like romans or dark aged get-ups or any number of unusual, times indiscernible outfits. I'm sure we would feel more excited and have more fun if we had participated' or 'indulged' more. But we were basically gawking and wondering around like idiots just trying to survive and keep our kids from going of the rails.

I just wanted authentic food and drink. Fail. Couldn't find a dark, heavy, smooth German beer. It was all either generic or Americanized profiteering off other cultures presumptive stereotypes and no great beer. Even the mead was way overpriced and weak, but not terrible. And the food followed this pattern too. Like you would see tacos and burgers in greek and polish town, albeit slightly different ingredients. Plenty of fried things, so tasty, but not worth the effort and cost. Think carnival food and drink. Misleading! Or I'm naive. Rode some rides. Saw some plays. Found some cool souvenirs. Everyone has every kind of souvenir you could imagine, so expect to shop. I bet you won't leave without something! Will we be back? I have a feeling yes, because it's a unique experience.

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