Our Blonde Daughter
Indio, California: As I previously
Coachella Valley Music Festival started today. Campers in this resort tend
to hunker-down and stay within the confines of our little bubble to avoid the
traffic. Everyone stocked-up at the grocer/Costco before the shelves are
And it can happen. Once, in the early years of the festival - when the crowds
were not nearly as large as they are now - we popped down to the grocer,
completely unaware of the whole situation, only to find stripped shelves. No
ice, no water and a lonely six-pack of Natty Light in the beer aisle. It is how
I suspect the world will look during the Zombie Apocalypse.
Now the local grocers, restaurants and shops are ON TOP OF IT!
We could barely get our cart down the aisles at the market this week. Every
spare foot of floor space is filled with stacks of fruity "adult" beverages,
energy drinks, beer and booze.
You get the idea.
The parking lot at the grocer (which also has a few restaurants, nail salon,
drug store, etc.) now has porta-potties, temporary garbage cans and security
guards. I can't even imagine how much money these festivals bring into the
community. Plenty of people complain about all the traffic, road closures and
general chaos... but I am a local property-owner now and pay property taxes and
just want to say: BRING IT ON!
Our Blonde Daughter (Lisa's great friend; Leo's godmother), Angela, is in town
for Coachella. (Lisa has been unable to attend for the past several years. Can't
imagine why?) Angela has rented a house with a few friends, but always stops in
to see her American parents (Angela is Greek and her family live in Athens) for
a pre-festival brunch.
Me & Angela
I was a brave woman today and prepared
omelets for a Greek girl. We had a great visit, had a little bubbly and
sent Angela on her way, fueled for a fun first day of music. AC-DC.
Steely Dan. The Ghost of a Saber Tooth Tiger.
Corfu omelet with organic turkey sausage
Strawberries, walnut-stuffed dates, olives, cucumbers - and matzo... it is
Dave and I enjoyed another gorgeous sunset. The weather was a a bit cooler today
- with little wind - so the hipsters should have a great evening at the
Reminds me of another warm day... nine years ago:
Coachella 2006: Lisa, with Reese, and friends - at brunch with us at the
Motorcoach Country Club - before heading over to the Coachella Music
Festival. (We watched Reese.) Madonna. Depeche Mode. Tool.
And seven years ago:
2008. Angela and Lisa heading into the Coachella Music Festival. Prince.
Adele. MIA. Jack Johnson.
Until my next update, I remain, your "I'm too
old hip to be a hipster" correspondent.
RV PARK: The
Motorcoach Country Club
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