Driving up to Atlanta made me happy. The city is surrounded by a thick green forest, and the buildings just kind of rise out of the middle of it all. Soo beautiful. (also I just missed cities in general).
The festival was located in a big city park. There were 2 stages, giant fields, a ton of vendors, and ridiculously overpriced beer ($10, yo).
Sean & I got there just in time to see Band of Skulls!!
Running back and forth between stages to get a good spot in the crowd.
I died at the Black Keys! Sososo amazing, and the #1 reason I wanted to go to the festival in the first place. So much bluesy goodness!! The sun set at the end of their show.
Cage the Elephant rocked the hardest - the lead singer guy was spinning all over the floor & playing guitar with his feet.
Coldplay had fireworks.
We watched a 30 something woman get crazy emotional with tears and whatnot during Coldplay.
So much people-watching!
After dark when we got tired, we sat on a hillside, shared a giant burrito, listened to music, & watched people pass by. (There was a 70 year old woman grooving to electric guitars. Happy!)
Warm weather all the time. Being able to get excited about a cool day.
Living next to a wilderness. Walking to the end of the street and suddenly being in a forest.
Cuddling every single night, forehead kisses, and holding hands. This makes up for all my lonely times last year.
Working with gangstaaas and hoping they adopt me as one of them.
Reading lots of books.
Pancakes with peanut butter & jelly.
Pretending to live at these swanky apartments and using all their four outdoor pools at night.
Dancing at a club in a massive pile of bubbles. Trying to avoid getting pushed inside and drowning in foam.
Stargazing on the hood of a car in the country and seeing shooting stars.
Walking through fields and bamboo groves with friends, and sweaters, and mugs of tea.
Trying to tame stray kitties on our street with lunch meat.
Having lots of time to work on design projects that I want to work on.
All those bands that never tour in Canada I can now stalk! Cities are so close together here.
Some Lame Things:
Seeing all this racism. Southern stereotypes don’t lie.
Seeing parents raise their 9 year old daughters to become catty sorority girls forever to be stuck in the South.
Living in a university town and not feeling like I really belong. Everyone else is doing something they are passionate about, they have their classes or jobs, but I’m just here for a Sean, working a job I don’t care about. I’m not a fan of small towns.
Living in da ghetto. The constantly expanding ditches behind the apartment full of abandoned couches, mattresses, and baby shoes(???).
Riding on the back of a motorcycle for 5 minutes and feeling ridiculously close to death. Ahh!
All the frat boys/sorority ho’s. (Frat boy uniform: un-stylish sports glasses with the straps, polo shirts, Justin Beiber hair, and visors (even at night & on cloudy days yo! Sorority ho uniform: Nike shorts, nike runners, baggy/ratty t-shirts. Basically what a 90’s mother of 12 would wear.)
Being trained at a sushi restaurant that wanted me to do 40 hours of free labor before they decided whether or not to really hire me. I did 8 hours of slave labor before deciding not to go back.
Being afraid to walk around outside the apartments at night by myself.
Some Strange Things:
Going to a football pep rally. The team here is the Dawgs (yeah that’s how they spell it), and the fans use cowbells to intimidate their rivals. I don’t know if I can think of anything more redneck. Montage videos of football players holding their cowbells played on the 7.5 million dollar tv screens of the school stadium.
Going tailgating! Walking with Christy through mass amounts of tents and getting lost in the sorority section. We kinda stood out. But we got free food!
Bamboo grows here. Da eff.
Seeing armadillos and possums!
No more poutine or perogies. Nobody even knows what these are :(
Being a minor again.
It’s mid-September and the leaves are still green as can be! So happy!