Kids, last night was the ultimate! The organizers had regrouped after being slammed the night before and were On It! There were rows, and aisles, and things were under control, so much pleasanter. One could navigate. Whereas we could only hear my gal, k.d. lang, on Friday and not see her, last night we could see EmmyLou, but not hear very well.
Question: why would one go to a music festival and not listen to the music? Why do people feel they have to be talking at all times, to know they're alive?
Anyway. EmmyLou was warm, sweet and wonderful. She spoke so lovingly about the President, to our loud appreciation. It matters to us very much who the President of the USA is, as it impacts us directly. I love Obama, always have and always will. I respect and trust him.
EmmyLou said she wished we could all go down there and vote. Believe me, we do too!
We had Thai food - my new favorite thing in the world is Thai iced tea. I must learn how to make it. Too delicious. I wandered through the tents, full of all the wonderful alternative things I love and rarely get to see, funky clothing, all totally outrageous, wings, fur hats with ears - you know, cool stuff. I bought a new t-shirt and a couple of cd's - AND a wooden giraffe head to hang up among all the other wildlife I have on my walls. I needed a giraffe and now wish I had bought a zebra too. And I finally found the rainstick I have been promising Damian! He so likes mine.
But it was when the sun went down that things got really amazing, and the freaks came out in full regalia. A tall man in a yellow and red striped suit on stilts, another man all in white with a mask, women in ballgowns with full length white angel wings, little girls in lit up twinkling butterfly wings - it was all performance art.
It was like Mardis Gras, everyone parading grandly. There were performance dancers, and hula hoop dancers,; everything was lit up against the darkness. I was enchanted. It was the most magical thing I've ever seen. I felt like someone had waved a wand and transported me to All Is Possible, All is Beauty Land. A land where everyone is happy and smiling, where everyone loves everyone else. I wanted to stay. But we had to come home.
We drove home looking at a blood red moon, apparently from the terrible firestorms down in Colorado. Eerily beautiful. Home at one a.m. both nights, last night wonderfully satisfied by my weekend of fun.
Now, of course, I am wildly behind online. Sigh. That's what today's for :)
* pix from google. Didnt have my camera, rats!