The Taj

We borrowed a tent for Merlefest.  We had four girls, an 8-man tent, four carloads of gear, and a disco ball.  Our tent was palatial, with a seriously impressive thermal swing from day to night.

I loved out tent.  I loved our campsite on the bluff.  I loved our fire ring, and our neighbors, and and our shuttle bus, and our lumberjack breakfasts.

I drifted off to sleep that first night, to the strains of “There…are stars…in the sou….thern sky.” I decided on the spot to quit my job, sell my house, and move to Merlefest.

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