IDK how much you've missed out by never *going* to a renaissance faire. Everything is overpriced, and if you've seen one joust, that's really all you need. But *working* at one on the other hand is definitely something. I worked at the one in Larkspur, Colorado when I was 17. I hawked beverages. It would have been nice if they'd made the prices all, like, even numbers since we had to do the math in our heads (no cash registers and couldn't write anything down, of course.) I was either short or over every day. Anyway, a lot of the people who worked that faire also traveled with it and were SCA people. The SCA was HUGE in CO in the 90s. They did a big multi day party every year, kind of a mountainy middle ages themed Burning Man. Anyway, nights after work were a blast. Lots of hallucinogens and alcohol and debauchery.
IDK how much you've missed out by never *going* to a renaissance faire. Everything is overpriced, and if you've seen one joust, that's really all you need. But *working* at one on the other hand is definitely something. I worked at the one in Larkspur, Colorado when I was 17. I hawked beverages. It would have been nice if they'd made the prices all, like, even numbers since we had to do the math in our heads (no cash registers and couldn't write anything down, of course.) I was either short or over every day. Anyway, a lot of the people who worked that faire also traveled with it and were SCA people. The SCA was HUGE in CO in the 90s. They did a big multi day party every year, kind of a mountainy middle ages themed Burning Man. Anyway, nights after work were a blast. Lots of hallucinogens and alcohol and debauchery.
I have heard this! I had a friend who hit the road for years with faires. Seemed like it was pretty fun as a job for people of a certain age!