Dirty Stinky Hippies on the Farm

Bonnaroo. That is one crazy place. Once we got back, we heard a couple of people died from drug overdoses. Not surprising. It was overflowing with everything you could imagine. Made me feel old, actually. The music rocked though. Dave Matthews is still my favorite and will continue to be. I had some annoying dude talking to me during most of Dave's show and I was drunk enough that I didn't think to ask him to shut up. It's that Minnesota "I'll pretend I care what you are saying because I don't want to mean to you and tell you to shut the hell up." I really need to get over that.

We got torrentally rained on...soaked to the bone. Many of the things I worried about (conditions of the bathrooms, etc.) were not a problem. The biggest problem is that we arrived at noon on Friday (the campsite opened at nine am on Thursday) and after waiting in line for three hours, we ended up in a campsite that was a forty minute walk from the shows. ugh! needless-to-say, when we went back to our car to get rain gear before the dead, we didn't make it back. We saw tons of great bands and walked around holding hands and drinking beers. It was a welcome break from reality, something I encourage everyone to take.

All in all, it was a ton of fun and I could see going again. But next time we will arrive early and leave late and make sure to bring our rain gear to the show!