Coachella

Still recovering from a very full and very exhausting and very very fun weekend at the Coachella Music Festival in the desert in California. Went with Jason, the sweetie with a camper van in San Diego, and it was just the escape I needed from Katrina-zone! The weather was hot-hot-hot, and over 60,000 people crammed onto the polo fields in Indo (near Palm Springs) to listen to over 80 bands on 6 stages for 2 days. Can we say MADONNA, ladies and gentlemen?? She rocks pretty hard for a 50-year old!! Also saw Depeche Mode, Massive Attack, Clap Your Hands Say Yeah, Amidou & Marian , Franz Ferdinand, Scissor Sisters, My Morning Jacket and tons of others - and there were other bands I missed because there were just too many damn shows going on at once. The sounds swirled around the festival as we wandered and watched the interesting and half-naked people who were also enjoying the weekend.

The campsite was pretty crowded with tents, and we decided to stay in the camper van in the parking lot instead - which was definitely a good call, considering the noise and heat at the campsite. The line for the showers was way too long, so - like a trooper - I took a spongebath inside the van. Jason's gold-star-moment was washing my hair with bottled water as I hung my head out the side of the van, the soapy water pooling by the tires. What a man.

Guess I'm the only person who's insane enough to take a vacation from a trailer to camp in a van. Ha ha.