Gathering of the Hippies - Day One
Although the gates open at 4:30 this afternoon, apparently people have been lined up, waiting for the running of the tarps, since 8:00 this morning. We, however, are not going to rush down to Prince's Island Park tonight. Rather, we are going to meander casually down there when we are good and ready, as I don't need to get up right in front of the stage. Unless you are within 15 rows of tarps to the stage, there's no difference anyway. I'd rather find a nice shady spot. And besides, there are huge video screens all over the place.
I am totally psyched about my festival chair! This is going to keep me out of a wheelchair this weekend, as it will keep my tarp-sitting down to a manageable level.
I plan to scout out all the best vendors tonight, planning my attack on the curry places, the gelato places, and the vendors who sell those edible fruit bowls and the cowboy kettle corn. And that means no cooking for four days!!! Woo-hoo! That's worth the price of admission right there!
Pretty sweet, eh? Friday and Saturday night there will be a secondary stage for the evening performances and tomorrow I plan to head to the Twilight stage to catch Elliott Brood, who opened for Wilco a few weeks ago. I'd like to see them again.
I'm still sussing out whom I want to see in the workshops on Saturday and Sunday. So much prep work to do!
I'm hoping for 25-26C and clouds over the weekend, but you can't count on clouds in Calgary, unfortunately. I don't mind the heat so much, but the sun is brutally intense here (probably the altitude) and I actually get a rash from it. I may therefore need to spend a bit of time in the beer gardens, as it is set in a deliciously shady wooded area. Jerry, you may have to drive home! Except knowing Jer, he'll be in there several hours before me. Eva, time for you to get your driver's license! You slacker.
Hahaha look what I just found! The Folk Festival people told me that they wanted to use part of my letter in their promos, but I didn't think that they actually had.
I had sent a thank you letter to the Folk Festival promoters, in appreciation of the mega-huge prize package I had won last year. I won't go into detail, as a lot of you have heard it all a million times before, but here are some previous posts, in which I spout on and on ad nauseum, if you are so inclined:
Highlights of tonight's show will be presented tomorrow, as well as the Zombie family plan of attack for Friday's concerts.
Sputnik's dental adventure went surprisingly well, although she was one stoned kitty last night. We were supposed to offer her soft cat food after 8:00pm, at which she sniffed derisively and fixed me with a "what the fuck are you thinking?" look. And then ate her hard old crunchy food.