Does anyone experience difficulties into returning back into the real world after attending a Faire? I noticed on Monday, I could not hold a conversation with a former co-worker on some issues going on with stock market. Let alone pulling up some information off the internet to do some trading for the day.
I had lost almost any kind of vocabulary because I was trying to get out of "Ren Faire" mode. He kept asking me "it seems that you are in another world today". By Tuesday, I was back on the internet and able to function as a 21st century human being. Maybe I am just getting old....
I do find it somewhat difficult. I'm sure I'm not the only one who might feel this way, but going to faire-especially if you've had a wonderful time-kinda gives you a natural high. It's quite a rush. I find it difficult to come back to work and return to the real world especially if you work with people who really don't understand what faires are all about. It almost feels hazy at times! lol...
I also find it a bit difficult to adjust to life in the 21st century after returning from faire. I notice that after I return, all I can think about is faire while at work, or I would go online to here and another rennie sites. I also find myself listening to a lot of rennie music. I can't wait to go to faire again to experience that "natural high," as maeven put it. ;D
Yeah, I find myself listening to faire music a lot more at work as well :)
I really MISS faire after I have been and gone. :-\ And yes, I find it difficult to get myself back into regular world mode!!
What's a real world? ;D
But in truth, I get very sad to enter the CAR after a fun filled faire day, let alone re-enter the "real world." ;)
I agree with you Maven, I really think I got "the Ren Faire high" from going last weekend. And when the faire opens I just got taken in by the colors, sounds, the people and the stuff related to the faire.
Where we live the winter last forever and the summers are too short. So, the excitement during these months builds all the way up to opening weekend and the faire opens and time goes so, fast! And we not close to any other faire except this one, maybe in a year or two we will start driving around to different faire for different faire experiences.
And as Lord Dragon said I feel the exact same way when Sunday evening comes, I do feel kind of sad when we get in the car and drive home. :'(
Faire is the real world! LOL. I hate disguising myself as a muggle at times!
Quote from: Queen Bonnie on July 16, 2011, 09:55:54 AM
Faire is the real world! LOL. I hate disguising myself as a muggle at times!
Well said, Milady, well said. ;D
The thread title brought about a delay of viewing the thread content. A negative feel sums it up.
It seems that those who visit here make an effort to not let the "feel/experience of faire" come to an end, if they can help it. :P
We call it "faire hangover." It's toughest on my new folks-they go out, have a thousand people yell their name and then get to come home to jobs where folks only notice if they screw up. For me, I have to fly my extrovert flag and be the boss and then come back to a fairly quiet job (well and also the boss but different.) In one I get to threaten bodily harm and pick on strangers and in the other I have to be a diplomat. Sometimes the transition is not easy and complete and I get "dramatic groundhog" looks on my first day back. :o
I think this is a common feeling amongst most playtrons and performers alike. As an example I will tell you an experience my wife and I had at Sterling on our honeymoon back in 86. We spent the weekend doing things like siteseeing and traveling around and we ended up at Sterling. For many weeks previous we had built up garb wardrobe for her and she got to wear it for the first time on opening weekend. She related much later that the one fear she had was that someone who knew her would see her. We spent the whole day, eating, drinking, seeing shows etc. At days end as we loaded ourselves into our RV, she nonchalontely asked "When are we????". To me that spells faire experience.
I don't have faire withdrawal, because I keep faire with me.
I have a 40 minute drive to & from work. I play my faire music & sing along. At work, everyone knows that I love faire, so during the week, a good portion of them come up to ask about my weekend, and I relive it telling them.
I look at my pictures that I took regularly, and smile at the memories of my friends and the different things we did while there, what shows we saw, etc.
And I start seriously looking at the weather mid-week and start planning alternative garb depending on what the weather will be (like tomorrow, the temp is supposed to be 94 at Bristol, so it's light and airy, no noble garb or tight bodices).
So, if I'm not at faire, I'm listening to faire sounds, looking at faire pictures, and planning next week's garb. ;D
So....does that mean you're in real world denial? ;D
I'm still pretty new at this, but I can see how easily it is to become addicted. It is a wonderful community of people. I'm looking forward (okay--I'm driving my husband crazy trying to figure out when and how many times I (we) can go to the next Faires that are coming up. I'm even trying to "recruit" friends to go!
Quote from: Lord Dragon on July 16, 2011, 11:49:25 PM
So....does that mean you're in real world denial? ;D
Yup, probably am. It's more fun that way. ;D
Quote from: Lady Lowrye verch Jankyns on July 17, 2011, 09:59:21 AM
I'm still pretty new at this, but I can see how easily it is to become addicted. It is a wonderful community of people. I'm looking forward (okay--I'm driving my husband crazy trying to figure out when and how many times I (we) can go to the next Faires that are coming up. I'm even trying to "recruit" friends to go!
Welcome to the club, Lady Lowrye. I'm sure I'm driving my friends batsnot over RenFests. My wife is also amazed at how much I've taken to them. But at the risk of sounding maudlin, it's the first place I've found that I feel like I might have a place.
Quote from: Merlin the Elder on July 19, 2011, 09:39:26 PM
Quote from: Lady Lowrye verch Jankyns on July 17, 2011, 09:59:21 AM
I'm still pretty new at this, but I can see how easily it is to become addicted. It is a wonderful community of people. I'm looking forward (okay--I'm driving my husband crazy trying to figure out when and how many times I (we) can go to the next Faires that are coming up. I'm even trying to "recruit" friends to go!
Welcome to the club, Lady Lowrye. I'm sure I'm driving my friends batsnot over RenFests. My wife is also amazed at how much I've taken to them. But at the risk of sounding maudlin, it's the first place I've found that I feel like I might have a place.
Thank you Merlin the Elder. If they would only attend once I think they would understand. That was all it took for me. :D
If there is a cure for the obsession then I don't want to know about it!
Quote from: Lady Lowrye verch Jankyns on July 20, 2011, 11:10:17 AM
Quote from: Merlin the Elder on July 19, 2011, 09:39:26 PM
Quote from: Lady Lowrye verch Jankyns on July 17, 2011, 09:59:21 AM
I'm still pretty new at this, but I can see how easily it is to become addicted. It is a wonderful community of people. I'm looking forward (okay--I'm driving my husband crazy trying to figure out when and how many times I (we) can go to the next Faires that are coming up. I'm even trying to "recruit" friends to go!
Welcome to the club, Lady Lowrye. I'm sure I'm driving my friends batsnot over RenFests. My wife is also amazed at how much I've taken to them. But at the risk of sounding maudlin, it's the first place I've found that I feel like I might have a place.
Thank you Merlin the Elder. If they would only attend once I think they would understand. That was all it took for me. :D
If there is a cure for the obsession then I don't want to know about it!
There is no cure for the obsession, and it only gets worse when you involve family members (i.e. husband) who at first was not into the whole faire experience and then attends a faire for the second time and tell you "I have to get some garb and come back!" "Quiet please I am try to work on my faire character." So, now I have to hear him wishing for the work week to end and for Saturday to come because "We have to get to the Faire!"
That's ren faire addiction times two now and ren faire withdrawal times two. :P
I too have difficulty adjusting to the "Real World" after a weekend at faire...the problem for me, is that I work for a school district, and it is definately not appropriate to introduce myself as some of the names that I am called at faire ;) (and it is hard to break the habit)...for some reason they also frown on my playing faire music too...go figure ;D
Quote from: wyckdblyss on July 27, 2011, 08:06:44 AM
I too have difficulty adjusting to the "Real World" after a weekend at faire...the problem for me, is that I work for a school district, and it is definately not appropriate to introduce myself as some of the names that I am called at faire ;) (and it is hard to break the habit)...for some reason they also frown on my playing faire music too...go figure ;D
I work for a school district too and yeah, I know your pain. LOL
Yea, they tend to frown on me introducing myself as WyckdBlyss or Boobies...lmao ;D
I reluctantly hang up my comfortable tunic and linen pants, and put my cozy turnshoes in the chest. I store away my leather cap with the fur trim (perfect to keep the rain off one's face), and fold up my wool cloak with the brass cloak pin I made. I roll my belt around my sax, and place it in the chest, and store away all my armbands. I stack my axe and spear and shield, and then I go into the living room and turn on my computer and start looking for someplace where they want to hire a full time reenactor.
Doug
Here's another somewhat newbie to the faire scene agreeing with Lady Lowyre -the first time I went, I had never even heard of a renfair before. I think I had some cultural exposure to the idea, but nothing to really stick in my head. Then when my then-boyfriend took to TRF, I was hooked and so was he! Now, we are getting ready to garb for the first time, and are looking forward to meeting new friends who share our addiction!
Put your robes/dresses/what-have-yous on, take your street clothes off, and dive headfirst into the grand addiction of faires is my way of thinking!