I woke up at 9:00. Boy, I was tired. we headed down to breakfast and there was a delicious egg/bacon keesh (I know it’s not spelled that way but I’m taking a bit of artistic liscence there), peach cobbler, a tomato with a dab of mozzerella and delicious orange juice. After a filling bunch o’ that, we went back to the fairgrounds to pack up. Since Luke was the organizer (and liked to be in charge) we had to find him. I looked all over and there wasn’t a trace of him. I finally decided that I should go to the bathroom (you kinda have to do that before sitting in a car for 3 hours), about 5 paces from the door, somebody signaled me from a van and I went to it. By the time I saw who was inside, I saw people. There was people I don’t know playing and Luke was playing. So I told him to go to the car after the song was done and he did. After saying our goodbyes, we left.
We kinda got confused at a few points but we stayed pretty much on track. I wasn’t tired but when I closed my eyes, I suddenly became 3/4 asleep and when I opened my eyes, I was wide awake. An interesting feeling.
At Tracy, we stopped by Peter’s house (he’s ran for council or mayor so when he runs again, be sure to give him lots of votes). He was doing a non-speaking role in a play . . . except he had to sing two songs and dance. He was playing a ghost. He showed us the song he was practicing and Luke noticed that the song he was playing (on the ‘puter) and the song he was singing (from the sheet music) were two different songs. That helped a lot. But anyway, he did really good I thought. It ain’t simple like Bluegrass.
About two hours later, we headed home. The trip back was uneventful and was good. When we got home, Luke crashed on the couch and went to sleep. He stayed up ’till 4:00am so he was a little exhausted. When we get ready for a festival, he always asks me if I am gonna stay up. Apperantely I get bragging rights if I stay up all night but I got bragging rights if I don’t! I got my sanity rights! I mean sure if I stay up all night, I get to see the sun rise and play a lot (which isn’t all that appealing – though I would enjoy seeing the sun rise) but if I go to sleep when I’m tired, I’m not a semi-living zombie for days after the festival.
So, the two main highlights of the festival is, #1, I didn’t eat a single sandwich I brought! (quite a record) #2, we didn’t use the potato guns a single time (I knew bringing them was a mistake)
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