shakori hills festival

So, Saturday, me and some friends get convinced to go for a music festival,
it’s in the middle of some forest somewhere,
I don’t know *most* of the bands playing, basically,
its gonna be a bunch of hippies.
It costs, 35$ - of course we are not paying that so a friend is like,
well, I know someone who lives near there, we can park at his place and..
there’s a trail through the woods leading *to* the festival.

Now, I had met *these people, when I had gone to see a friend’s band play earlier
so I wasn’t dressed to be hiking through some woods-
had flipflops on and a long skirt.
But somehow, I figure- ok why not? Can’t be too bad. (first mistake)
So we are driving through country- we’d passed farms with cows, horses-
I didn’t know the country was 20mins from where I live.
Im pretty amazed, really
And we get there, and we *really* have to hike through some goddamn woods.
I mean we were literally in the middle of nowhere,
While hiking through the woods in my flip flops,
we passed a farm with 3 donkeys and a llama
(yes, a llama, I’d never seen one before, but there’s one languishing 20 mins from where I live.)
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Anyway…
(story gets better)
So I get there and… it’s as expected a very (white) hippy-ish set of folks,
All lovepeaceandhappiness onelove, wearetheworld types,
African band from cameroun is playing on stage- very existential experience,
But I decide I want to leave early- (second mistake) my friends are staying.
Now…. There’s *no* way im hiking back through the woods,
my sense of direction is non existent- and –
shit, im gonna walk up along the main road-
I had some idea of where my car is parked- plus I get directions.
What I hadn’t reckoned though is how *far* up the road we had actually gone.
My friend’s directions, ‘take the first left into a driveway-insertnameofroadhere-
and that’s where we parked.
I take off…. Its getting dark (around 8p), I keep tripping over my shoes,
so I take them off
So now im walking beside the road, barefoot, essentially in this dark country road,
No lights anywhere, even the houses beside the road don’t have any lights..
Take the first left I come to- wrong- cause a *dog* started barking,
and almost took after me.
I get back on the road and keep walking but it starts to feel like im going too far up,
So I panic and turn back, walk all the way to the festival and ask someone who says,
I gotta walk a mile *up* the road.
Ok, im getting pissed, its 8.30, im walking up a lonely dark deserted road, few cars go past me,
Plus im walking barefoot, beside the road im thinking, shit, even *in* Kenya
I had never done something so stupid I weigh 120 pounds and fight like a girl
What the fuck im I thinking?

I walked a mile- 1 gotdamn mile to get to my car.
But in total I probably walked like 2 and a half fukken miles
All because I *decide* I want to go for a festival I barely had any interest in, in the first place.