Good evening, dumplings! I am just back from Hippieville, NY. That would be Woodstock, actually, for those of you more sensible than to wear gold kitten-heeled sandals on an afternoon jaunt to an obviously walk-about town. We were there as a sort of compromise so we could see one of Mr. Pink's college friends and his girlfriend while they were on the east coast from their home in Portland, OR. Woodstock was a sort of midway point.
While there, we saw an actual drum circle, which was most certainly the first time I have experienced such a thing. I did not even laugh, in an extraordinary demonstration of self-control I don't usually have. (More photos can be seen by following the links.)
Anyway, a lovely time was had by all, and also some very good eggs were had by me specifically.