Back in October, I failed to tell about my first "real" music festival. I say "real" because I really don't count City Stages and the Crawfish Boil as music festivals. I suppose they are, but when I think of music festival, I think "get the hell out of town and get your hippie on."
Harvest Moon Fest was at Callaway Gardens, a favorite local weekend getaway for me.
Thursday night, Andy came down to Auburn. We ate at Hamilton's (nommmmmmmm!) and chilled at the apartment. Friday morning, we ran some errands and loaded the car. The plan was to bring our own groceries and eat that as much as possible, since the food at Callaway is so expensive.
We checked into our cabin, unpacked, and I did some cooking. And we did some drinking. And, FINALLY, we headed out to the festival. It was super chill and I had a blast at the festival. My favorite part? Dancing, barefoot, in the sand by the lake, to the B-52s, in October, on my half birthday. It was amazing!
Saturday, we got up and cleaned the cabin a bit, ventured out to do some shopping, ate lunch at some restaurant (yeah, I know that totally defeats the purpose of bringing groceries), and my other friends arrived. Andy did his own thing and me and the girls and kids went to the festival, where we got some hair feathers. Andy met back up with us that evening and we had a wonderful night hanging out in the sand by the lake listening to live music. Everyone else was ready to go back before the Gin Blossoms, so I went back, too.
Sunday morning, we got up. I made breakfast. We packed and loaded the cars, and went back to Auburn. Andy and I lunched at Irish Bred Pub in Opelika (I highly recommend the Blue Chips!) before he went back home.
I'm guessing this was a small scale music festival, and it was just right for me. I was totally in my element, chilling out and enjoying the environment. The weather was perfect! I wore jeans and a shirt during the day and pulled on my fleece at night, but it was still warm enough to get barefoot. I definitely want to go back next year.
Some things I would have done differently: gotten my traveling companions together more ahead of time (and make them pay in advance), only brought snack-y things to eat, brought a swimsuit, and stuck to a schedule. I missed a lot of bands because we were distracted with other things. While I don't regret it, I would like to see the music, since it was what attracted me to the event. I also would have gotten some cash before leaving town.
