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Come for the jousting, stay for the cleavage. That’s not the official tagline for the Bristol Renaissance Faire, but at a place where the chicken wing–serving wench offers to shake her goods for a tip (and delivers on her promise), it very well could be. Indeed, buxom babes are everywhere, but the fair delivers solid family entertainment as well. Sword fighters, knights and mud-eating performers delight at scheduled shows throughout they day, but the fest’s true charm comes from engaging in conversations, willingly or otherwise, with the dozens of colorful characters roaming the dirt roads. We plopped ten-year-old Carson Burke of Mount Prospect in the middle of the jesters, jousters and Jezebels to get a kid’s take on the fest.
What did you think of the Renaissance Faire?
It was awesome. It wasn’t what I expected. I expected it to be just like Medieval Times. I didn’t expect it to be funny at all. It was hilarious.
Did you meet any funny people?
Yeah, especially the “man behind the bush.” He put a couple pieces of grass up to his face and said, “Don’t mind the man behind the bush!”
Did you see any pretty girls?
There were a lot of girls in strange clothes. I can say that.
What was your favorite thing to watch?
The jousting. I liked watching them fall off the horses and it sounded real when they hit each other.
Your brother was knighted by the queen, but you took a pass. How come?
I think I was too old for it.
Paul McCartney was 54 when he was knighted.
I’m sure he was the oldest one there.
Do you think you’ll ever want to eat mud, like the Mud Bath performer?
I think it might taste better if you draw a face in it, because he looked like he liked it.
Did you eat a big turkey leg?
No. I don’t like turkey. It was giant, too. But the pizza was awesome.
Do you think of yourself as a Renaissance man?
Um, can you explain that more? —Amy Carr
The Bristol Renaissance Faire is open weekends through Labor Day. See Around Town, daily listings.
