Every Christmas people convert a local exhibition center, known as Cow Palace, in to Dickensian London. It’s a terrible idea. Bad accents, coupled with idealized nostalgia and dorks in costumes.
Except it works. It really, really works. We are dorks. We did have bad accents. And we looked awesome in our costumes.
We arrived just after noon and they had to kick us out when it closed at 7pm. The car ride home was full of talk about how we could go back the following day, and maybe one more time this year. And for certain every time it’s open next year.
If you live anywhere near San Francisco, you have to go. You just must. It should be the law. I’d estimate 80% of the people there were in period dress, and it was so packed that at times you could barely make way for the Queen as she walked her London.
The fish and chips are the best I’ve ever had, but some how the bangers and mash shop ran out of bangers.
Anyway, here’s some photos. I’ll explain how to use a flash to capture these shots, and how to process them in Photoshop in a later post.
Go buy tickets at http://dickensfair.com/ to the Dickens Fare. You will have fun.
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