In an act of procrastination I shall re-cap my weekend.

Friday, awesome. So much fun. Made me really excited about Alternative. etc.etc.etc.

Saturday.
I was woken up at 5:25 to load the car and drive to Trea's. We arrived at trea's by seven, got all packed up, stood around with Leslie and Bronwyn while we waited for the adults to finish in getting their coffee all gathered up. Then we got in the car and drove north. We drove about five hours before we stopped for lunch. Mom and I had packed lunch but it was in the other car and we had no idea where they were.

We got back into the car and finished the drive. Notable point of the drive was the 36 minutes we spent in the van on the wrong road. That was fun.

We arrived at the camp ground which was amazing. It was in a valley with a huge stage and a covered dance floor and there were tents eveywhere. We had a special performers area for camping in and we set up the tents. Having never slept in a tent the setting up part was rather difficult.

At that point the Djembabes (my mothers band) had an hour until they had to be on the stage so they got sufficiently drunk and put on their costumes. Bronwyn and I "mucked around."

Then being the official roadies we loaded all of the drums (15 drums) into one of the vans moved the van over to the stage and then proceeded to unload the van and stand around until the Djembabes were to take the stage. There was a smallish man who was at 4 in the afternoon very very drunk. We all thought that he should act out a Shakespearian play. That however was a no go. He was wearing an 80's rock revival outfit. I wish I had a picture.

When it was time for them to get on we all carried drums around and lugged lawnchairs and had a jolly old time. The MC who was the smallish drunk 80's man kept saying things like "holy shit, it's like the clowns in the circus cars, they just keep coming and coming and coming." and "Oh look I'm on camera!!!" I was at that point seated nicely in the audience and filming everything that happened.

The Djembabes were awesome, they rocked everyone out of their campers and it was a blast. I was the only one screaming, so at least I can say I was screaming the loudest.

After the performance Bronywn and I cleared the stage and packed everything back up and then went off to Muck around. There were a ton of kids there, all of whom seemed under 8 and all of who appeared to have no parents. We played with a bunch of them for awhile and that was fun. Most of the other bands were terrible. Some of them were excellent. The ones who played covers were generally the best.

We hung out in the audience for a while and danced with all the Djembabes and laughed and had a really wonderful time. I was so happy. I love being happy.

I got a sex talk. Tee hee. I very calmly explained everything that the woman giving the sex talk had said that was entirely wrong and then comforted her by telling her I had to go take the pill. Needless to say, she was drunk. I think I may have shocked some of the other Djembabes with my knowledge of both male and female condoms... Again I say teehee.

The mainstage, which had very loud speakers went on to play till about 4 in the morning. They played songs like White Wedding, Day Tripper, and various other rock song. I didn't sleep at all, because after that, everyone moved under the covered dance floor and played their instruments acoustically. I at that point gave up entirely on sleep and went and joined them. They were of course all drunk but I figured, I had better depth perception and faster reflexes so nothing much could happen to me.

I returned to the tent when they took everything back to their campers and I went to sleep for about an hour. When I got up Trea and my mother were standing outside talking and it was about 8 in the morning. Everyone else in the entire campground was asleep. We went for a walk and then woke everyone up. We all left shortly after that because we were all really tired and wet because I had been raining all night.

We drove home, we took the long way, which involved seven hours and five different highways. A rock hit the winsheild wiper and it bent one of the wires and it etched an arc in the windshield. We beat the tornado by about 2 hours.

I showered immediately after returning home. Then went to bed and slept for 13.5 hours. I'm really happy I went and I kind of want to go next year, except everything will be different.

For one, I won't be in a tent.

There will be pictures to follow I'm sure at some point. But for now, it's calculating molar mass for me.