Some pictures from Bonnaroo...
The horrible downpour as we left our hotel in Nashville on Thursday morning:
It cleared up a few hours later while we were waiting in a very very long line of traffic. Here, Robbie demonstrates how to never get your dad to lend him his car again:
We were kind of bored. What do Katie and I do when we're bored? Make people pose for ridiculous pictures:
Katie found a talent for hydrating people with a water gun (or just so thoroughly soaking you that some was bound to get in your mouth):
A rousing rendition of "Somewhere Over the Rainbow." I think this was like 4 hours in?
And out came Uno. There are now Uno cards all over my car. I found one in my glove box yesterday and one in a CD case the day before. PS - don't play Uno with Ron. He makes you follow the real rules...
Hours later, finally at Centeroo (I didn't take any pictures in between because I was not quite in a picture-taking mood and soaking wet):
It took us awhile to figure out what this was all about. At first we thought it was just people dancing to nothing just for the hell of it, but you actually waited in line and they gave you headphones to dance to. Pretty cool actually, but we never made it in there.
These port-o-potties were originally for our private use until they filled up the field behind us with campers on day two. They were still the cleanest, newest potties in the place, so we dubbed them the "luxury boxes"
Our lovely campsite, which was nice and shadey thanks to Mom and her lovely canopy:
Ron got a lot of compliments on this outfit:
Ever wonder what 700 acres of hippies would look like? Or what our future will look like if the unempolyment rate keeps going up?
Blanket man??
General craziness:
Beastie Boys:
More general craziness, plus big bugs that lit up at night:
We're freaking adorable
But not as adorable as Katie and Ron when they "air french?"
Says Robbie: "did you see the hooker?"
