GrassRoots has come and gone again, hard to believe it only lasts a few weeks (set-up, Culture Camp and the festival itself). This year logistics were tricky as Gail was in Germany for work the week before and only got back late the night before the festival. My sister, Sue, stopped in town for a couple nights with some of her family from when she was an exchange student in Chile in high school.
I was able to get up to Trumansburg enough to help assemble the Infield Stage and the special project. This year we built new showers for the fairgrounds. No pictures of that, but did get Alan and Mark in their matching shirts seeing whose tape measure was more accurate while Selena wonders what she's gotten herself into.
Though Gail was out of town I wasn't home too sad and lonely. My friend, Lori, got a spot teaching children's songs during Culture Camp and brought her friend, Winnie. They stayed at our house for a week and we rode back and forth together while taking in a bit of the local scenery.
When the festival actually got underway Lori's dad, Dan, came up in his camper with Steve and tried out the Across the Way campground that GrassRoots bought. They declared it a wonderful setup and plan to return next year.
I think Across the Way worked as well as it did because it was neither scorching hot (there's no shade), and it didn't rain like last year (there are few gravel driveways). Remember the rain from 2017? Anyone who was there won't ever forget it.
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