Preview: My Bonnaroo 2013 (Mis)adventures

I had a fascinating experience last week: an adventure – no, perhaps misadventure is a more apt descriptor – in which I traveled to the Bonnaroo Festival with six-to-eight fellow concertgoers. (With apologies to David Sedaris: “Six to eight, you say?!” But the fuzzy count was a function of the trip’s overall character.) The short-short story is that everything that could have possibly gone wrong, did. Flat tires, broken axles, tornado warnings, serious misunderstanding among friends, and – worst of all – missing my carefully-planned meeting with John McLaughlin by no more than fifteen minutes.

The funny part is that despite all the pitfalls and pratfalls, the trip was a helluva lot of fun. I’ll be writing more about it soon, once I come to terms with how to cover some of the, er, more delicate elements of the saga. In the meantime, here are a few photos from the trip.

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