Normally I do not get lucky and win the $5 gift card and forget about me winning a basket full of goodies. In October, Bullsradio at USF was offering a pair of Hulaween tickets. Hulaween is a music festival very similar to Okeechobee music and arts festival. Some amazing people were performing and it is a festival on a campground that you can camp out all 3-4 nights at. Needless to say, I WON THE TICKETS! First time in my life and I won $400 worth of tickets. I was so stoked and couldn’t wait to tell my friend that told me about the giveaway that we were going.
Unfortunately, he could not come, and I was incredibly bummed out about not being able to go (because I did not want to experience it by myself). So, I contemplated who could I ask to go with at the last minute. The first person I thought of was the very first friend I made in high school, my best friend Rhiannon. She and I always vibe to the best things and when she was more than ready to go I do not think I could have been more excited.
When we first got there, we could not describe it any more than a giant Hippie Fest. Blown up pants with colors that spanned what felt like millions of different color spectrums. Nothing but positive vibes and funky grooves and beats that seemed to run through all of our veins and not just the speakers surrounding us. And what is a music festival without the other mediums of art.
Statues of native American artifacts, a giant blown up monster tunnel you could walk through. There were lights sparkling against Spirit Lake and that was when the festival really began: when the sun went down and the only thing guiding you in the night were the music and lights. Small monuments and posters of each other’s arts were posted everywhere you turned. Little coves were designated to hang out and sit, yoga happened under tents and people were dancing on and off beat without giving a care.
I could not leave there without buying my love and world peace pins and a tie dye shirt from a woman who probably went to Woodstock. There is so much waiting for us at music festivals like Hulaween: friendly smiles, “cheesy” and groovy music and art that would take you into another time and space.