A wander through the vendor area resulted in cheese pizza for dinner. Pizza slices where $4 a piece but a whole pie (6 slices) was a deal at only $25. Wait, WTF!
I worried that we wouldn't have enough wood but Brian came up big and we had plenty. This was Friday night's fire. It cooked good marshmellows.
After supper we all went to the Ampitheater to see Peter Rowan. The older kids passed out on a blanket while Ellie and Henry took it up a notch. Brian, Henry, Ellie and I got down to the 5th row. Holding a kid does wonders for cutting through a crowd. We saw this guy who was comically out of place. He was about 24, in shape, with a shaved head. And his shirt was too small for him. He was dancing, sort of. He was bustin out these short choreographed dance steps. All of them included a wierd motion where his hands glided over his body. After a while (it was inevitable) his shirt came off. He had a huge tattoo on his back of some kind of celtic? design. More dance moves, now bare-backed. Awesome! Then back to camp to burn some wood.
No, I did not shit the entire trip.
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