It is with long faces and sleepy heads that we packed up our camp and drove away from Coachella. This was my first year, as previous years I was in Nursing School and had absolutely ZERO life. All in all I have never been happier to sweat, stink, not wear any shoes, and minimal clothing for 3 days. All in the midst of good music and company. I realize, I am, after all, a gypsy nomad at heart. Already can't wait for next year. Next year we plan on being bigger, badder, and better. Sometimes the good times have to come to a periodic end. Now there is a buzz about all of us traveling to Tennessee for Bonnaroo. We will see where the winds carry us as our sails unfold... on and on into the vast oblivion of love and happiness.
