Folklife

I think there are parallel universes at Folklife. There are the visitors who just hang out and eat funnel cake, and then there are all the crazy locals who dress weird, give out free hugs, and set up hippie drum circles. I was at this festival three times this weekend, and nothing miraculous happened until Monday night when I met up with a couple of girl friends from high school I hadn't seen in a while. We started wandering around and eventually came across a few hippies banging on buckets and water jugs. We joined them and stayed for a good 45 minutes chit-chatting and coaxing by-passers for beer funds