Knights! Who sometimes say Ni.

Which is to say that most of our time in Germany was spent with my in-laws, packing, sorting and pitching stuff out the door of Mr. Ninja's childhood home. But, there was one day...

We went to a medieval faire! In a castle! In Germany!!!

Yeah.

Ok, now that I've got that out of my system, here are some pics.

We drove to the medieval market with friends of ours who are really into the whole scene - they have costumes, a tent, etc. Since we were only driving up for the day, they didn't bother with most of that, but they did go in costume, which was awesome. Especially considering the heat which was hovering somewhere around 36 degrees Celsius, not including humidity.

The market was held in a castle ruin somewhere in the Pfalz (the name of the town escapes me).


The booths all lined the path, and there were the most amazing food, trinkets, and weapon/armor vendors.


We saw trees


musicians


small duels


large duels


and encampments.


The last encampment even had a working trebuchet that they were using to fling water balloons at a bunch of giggling kids.


As fun as the market was, the best part of the day (for me!) was still to come. We accompanied our friends to a BBQ at their friend's home - an old farm. And when I say old, I think that it dated back to something like 1627.


But guess what they were raising on the farm?


ALPACAS! Who were getting sheared. What a perfect day, eh?