pheeling phine
What an unreal weekend! I had the time of my life. Although the usual 6 hour drive turned into about 12, I made it up to *far* northern Maine to see IT, the phish festival. Crazy people, no sleep, and tons of pot. One of my favorite parts was on saturday during the second set there was a "glow stick war". The best way to imagine this is to think about hundreds and hundreds of glowsticks flying through the air from one side of the concert to the other and back. It looked like a giant tent overhead, made out of glowsticks. Secondly, there was a walkway built through some of the pine treets in the area. Like an Ewok village the paths snaked about and I enjoyed how little damage was done to the trees.
Still worn out and recovering.
Still worn out and recovering.