Tuesday, June 17, 2014

Bonnaroo 2014.

Bill and I were lucky enough to go to Bonnaroo over the weekend. It was sort of a last minute situation but we managed to get the boys to my sister's house in Louisville with plenty of time to get out to Manchester by Saturday afternoon.

The festival goes all day Thursday through Sunday but we know ourselves better than that. A day and a half in a hot, sweaty field (and one night sleeping in the van!) is plenty of fun for the two of us.

And speaking of sleeping in the van...it was so comfy! Bill had the genius idea to shove the futon mattress back there so we slept like little angels.

Or at least we probably would have if Skrillex didn't drop beats until 4 (or was it 5?) in the morning. It sounded like we were cuddled up next to a rave. A very LOUD rave.

But you know what they say...if it's too loud, you're too old. Which...yeah.

I won't go into too much detail about feeling like a chaperon (it was not unlike hanging out with a slightly older Liam and a bunch of his friends), I'll just share an antidote that sort of sums up the experience. 

We were in the craft beer tent, waiting for my pint to be poured. On the make-shift counter in front of us was a little pile of something in shiny wrappers. Like extra small packs of airplane peanuts. Or maybe vitamins. A pack of cleanse supplements? What could be in those packs? Sunscreen? Ear plugs? We each picked one up to try to figure it out. I could feel sort of a ring inside. Maybe it was a friendship bracelet or something all coiled up? Finally, at about the same time Bill pointed out we were at the Magic Hat booth, I realized what I was fondling.

A condom.

As soon as we figured it out, it was super obvious. It was definitely a pile of condoms. Like, there was no way it could be anything else. Plain as day. It's just been so long since either if us has seen a condom we had no idea what we were dealing with.

Because we're old.

trying not to look terrified on the fairly mellow/scary to us ferris wheel...

(But we're young at heart.)

A great big thanks to WARPAINT for hooking us up with guest passes and a sweet camping spot. They inspire me to no end... (especially the pink haired beauty, Jenny Lee Lindberg who grew up with us and totally blows my mind)

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