Last minute there was a free ticket for Bonnaroo, the “jam band” 3-day music festival in Tennessee. I flew to DC to meet Rachel and Lauren. We drove to Tennessee, Manchester, took about 9.5 hours.

That was Wednesday, and we arrived to Manchester around 6pm, and joined the crouds in the Wallmart parking lot which is the hang out spot before Bonnaroo opens up. The camp let us in around 8pm and guided everyone to grassy fields to park and set up camp. Youre tighly packed in there, however a white car stalled and caught fire right next to us which resulted in our acquisition of a front yard.Oh, nobody got hurt.

Well maybe the parking attendent who then got sparked with a firework set off from the distance. Nah, he was fine.

Neighbor: Dirk Reynods, Ohio (read: Idaho?)
Soy Bean Farmer

Quite mid-west cliche; I got a kick out of hearing of corn detasseling. Nice guy, shared his canopy with us, and also join me for the My Morning Jacket show which was my chief motivation to go to Bonnaroo. I wasn’t familiar with many of the other bands, although they all rocked. I did also know Tom Petty, Matisayu, Steal Pulse, Soullive but didn’t make the truck to see. Probably others too, look at the roster if you’re so concerned.

It was totally refreshing being there though. Great music, tons of people (about 90,000) all hippied out, loving eachother and loving life, caring less about their appearance for the most part. I was getting accustomed to the no showering, living out of a tent, and eating hotdogs 3 times a day lifestyle.