We were assigned to the blue knight and would sit in the blue area. I wanted yellow as it was my favourite colour, I don't really have one any more but it was yellow. Blue would do though, its better than green, at least. Once inside the main area, we could purchase our alcohol and buy souvenirs and have some pictures taken, whatever you do in a place like this. We had hit a roadblock with the alcohol. They no longer did the cheap refills, they explained they had literally changed a couple of weeks before. Mike and Kevin were adamant on having this cheap beer. They asked around, no luck and demanded to speak to the bar manager. After a few stern words then some polite words, the bar manager gave us an offer we couldn't refuse. She said she would give us a new glass, even though she was in no way responsible for the breakage, we got a new one. She also said we could have on beer for free. We thought that was fair enough, then she asked each of us what beer we wanted. We all got a free beer. I feel like a bit of an idiot because I maybe could have got a big glass and had s better souvenir than a crap plastic glass. It was free so I wasn't complaining. The beer went down so well, you can never fault free beer, even it tastes awful. We noticed that every time you order a beer, they give you a new plastic cup. Seems a bit silly to me. We had a couple of beers each, before we went into the arena. We were starting to amass a large collection of these plastic cups. We had four already and the evening had just begun. We had our photo taken while we were standing around, none of us would ever buy it. We asked the lady kindly if we could take a photo of our photo, she laughed and let us. I have this photo and it will always remind me of how great the night was. We were called into the arena, as we went in I could see how large it was. There was an auditorium type seating arrangement around this big sand covered area where the knights duel and the horses run around. There was bar in the main arena bit so we didn't have to keep going back and forth, plus you get bench service, I would say table but you are seated on these long benches. The only downside was that the toilet was all the way back in the other room about a two minute walk away, not what you want when you should be cheering on your knight. I had to take a piss so I decided to order a beer on the way back, I had ordered one off the waiter, it didn't matter, I would drink both. The waitresses are referred to as 'wenches', the male ones don't seem to have a name so we named ours 'mench', combining male and wench. He seemed to enjoy being called a mench, he said in all his time working there, he had never been referred to as a mench. He read us the menu. It was an onion soup and garlic bread for starter, quite a bit mug of soup. The main was half a baby dragon (chicken) some potatoes and sausages and maybe some other vegetables. The desert was a cake of sorts. I liked our mench, he really didn't care for his job, he was the only one we came across the didn't speak with the stupid medieval style accent. We managed to procure some more food, free of charge. They really liked us in here.