As usual my weekend started Thursday night. I met up with Robin and Nick on Mambo rooftop. it's always good to see friends you haven't seen in over a year the bonus was he was on the decks. Nice venue I'll certainly ensure I end up there more often.
Then once we had shut down mambo it was time to hit up Buddha bar. Which was quite empty. That's just fine by me because that just ends up giving me more room to dance. So as always me and Robin rocked it. I guess at some point I should admit to the real reason I was out this night. Well this gal set me to a challenge. The challenge of shot for shot til one person loses. Now normally I laugh at a woman trying to challenge me but I know better this girl can handle herself quite well. In fact she claims I've seen her autopilot but I know better I've yet to see it. Anyways the main purpose of the night out was to prepare me for the weekend. The predrink one would call it. Eventually I grabbed 5 speeds to help regulate. If you don't understand what I mean by regulation I doubt you will and I'm not about to explain. So I got into the speed at the bar and didn't stop. I'll be the first to admit I have a nasal addition. So to clarify i certainly didn't sleep Thursday night. I could lie and say I did it because I was worried about the challenge ahead. As I said that would be lie. If there's someone who could give her a run for her money it's me.
So well jump to Friday morning. I was excited, couldn't wait to pick up my rental I'd reserved for the weekend. Started to get anxious. felt like I'd never get the fuck out of dodge. Tends to come with the territory when your jacked up on speed. I was wrong we got out of Ottawa pretty much on time.
The best part of our arrival at Lac Dumont was the huge puddle I jumped upon arrival. I definitely got some air.
So we had arrived it was time to get the weekend started. Drank a few beers and split some shrooms with Iza.
Can't remember the last time I'd done em so they hit me but not so much with Ash. So I grabbed some more. Well this is where the shroom nightmare begins. I was fucked. All I could say is: "I'm fffT. I'm fffT!"
I've been told I was having a conversation with a tree. I won't lie I'm curious how that panned out. My hoodie was soaked and clearly was weighing me down. I got right fucking fed up with it so threw I threw it. Found it at sun up so no biggy. I couldn't make sense of anything. I tried walking around but was stuck in this repeat cycle over n over. Finally Vanessa tucked me into my safe spot the car. I was tech-tarded couldn't for the life of me figure out my phone or the sound system which were connected (stupid Bluetooth). Not long after I finally snapped out of the shroom nightmare.
So I grabbed the bottle of Jagger because I wasn't done with this night. Everyone was happy to see I had returned to reality. I heard: "Griff! Your back." It feels really good sometime friends knew enough that they couldn't help me snap out of where I was but happy to know I'd made a safe return.
So it was on! Ghetto Jagger bombs and a couple of fist pumps later and I was good to go. at some point we ended up going back to the truck me and Ashley. Randomly there was little black thong right behind the truck on the ground. When we opened the door there was a random pirate fake nail on the front passenger seat. totally made no sense cause no one in the car was wearing em and it was always locked.
Random!
While I was at the car I hopped in my bathing suit because of tradition. last time I had gone to the festival at first light I dropped down to near nothing and ran into the lake. So it had to be repeated. Everyone thought I was fucking nuts. But the first time I did it a girly followed me out in the water that made it all worth while.
Around this time the morning light came up so it was time for us to do acid. Tab and a half each and hope for the best. It took a while to kick in but at that time I noticed Ceasar down bellow in the water. It was such a trip down there the clouds were crisp. The minnows were fun to follow as they swam all around you. Even at one point I laid down in the water and all the minnows came right up to me and all at the same time It came to a climax
it felt like they all bit me at once. It was pretty intense. Sun up was such an epic swim.
Shortly after my swim Miguel and Chris got on the decks. I don't think many would really understand it but there is nothing like booming Drum and Bass at the crack of dawn. If I was into yoga this would be like my Zen pose. Its a rare find in Ottawa. In fact I can't remember how long it's been I've been at Zen like that. Out of no where a wicked friend hands me a folded over piece of foil. "What's this" I think to myself. It's the only thing that only made it up there as personal. Ketamine the one thing I don't believe I'll ever give up. To sum it up the best present I could ask for in my Zen pose. As we see Ceasar walk by we realize needed to be on the mic. So we needed to find Sarcastro. The holy mic holder as it would seem. He crashed out earlier so we had to go find his tent. So walked all the way over, Down the hill, around the bend and down the way. Luckily he was up so we grabbed the mic. Then it was time to return to the stage. Ceasar looks over at me and says "Take me back to where we were" I fucking laughed so hard because I love missions even the little one's. So off we went to the place I was at one with world. Couldn't have been more than fifteen minutes before Zen was taken away because someone jumped on the decks and switched to hardcore. Fuck that it was time to hit the beach because unity with the worlds essence was gone for now.
It was pretty plain jane during the day. everyone end up down on the beach or chilling in the water. Ashley and Vanessa brought the sweetest drunk-a-lounger (DAL) it was a blow up raft that sat two and had a beer cooler right in the middle. Once floating around it apparently became my job to get everything for the even in such shallow water. Light a smoke and walk out because no one floating around had fire. The last straw was when they asked me to bring out a towel to the raft. It had been enough trekking back and forth. Not long after I had to rescue Iza and Molly from floating away on a blow up mattress. I get them to shore for them to let me know they wanted to stay out floating. See what I get for trying to help. Ha
Around this point is where I ended up with cutting the bottom of my left foot.
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