Bonnaroo 2016: Epic Music, Herb, and Festival Madness!

Hey, fellow stoners! So, picture this: It's the summer of 2016, and I'm about to embark on the most epic music festival adventure of my life. Bonnaroo, baby - four days of pure musical bliss and, well, let's be real, some seriously legendary herbal experiences.

I'd saved up for months, packed my tie-dye shorts, and was ready to live my best hippie life. My buddy Jake had convinced me this was going to be the ultimate road trip. We'd mapped out our route from Chicago, loaded up his beat-up Subaru with enough snacks to feed a small army, and hit the road.

Now, I'm not typically the most prepared camper. My idea of outdoor survival usually involves knowing where the nearest pizza place is. But this time, I came prepared. Solar charger? Check. Comfortable camping chair? Double-check. Enough pre-rolled joints to make Snoop Dogg proud? Triple-check.

The first night was absolute chaos. Imagine thousands of people, music blasting from every direction, and the most incredible cloud of, ahem, herbal enthusiasm you've ever seen. We set up our tent - which was more of a comedic wrestling match with tent poles and fabric - right next to this group of hippie drummers who seemed to be permanently stuck in a drum circle.

The music was unreal. Portugal. The Man was playing, and I swear, in my slightly elevated state, it felt like they were speaking directly to my soul. Between sets, we'd wander around the campgrounds, trading stories with random strangers who became instant best friends. There was this one guy dressed as a giant taco who shared his homemade trail mix - best decision I made all weekend.

But the real highlight? A late-night electronic set where the light show was so intense, I'm pretty sure I saw sounds and heard colors. Pro tip: When you're enjoying some herbal refreshments, those LED displays become a full-on psychedelic experience.

By the final day, we were exhausted, slightly sunburned, and completely transformed. We'd made memories that would last a lifetime - and collected enough wristbands and random festival memorabilia to create a shrine of summer madness.

Hey, listeners - I want to hear your wildest festival stories! Drop them in the comments, and next week, I've got a tale that'll make your jaw drop. Until then, stay lifted, stay curious, and always pack extra snacks.



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Episode Transcript

Speaker 1 (00:00):
Hey, fellow stoner's so picture this. It's the summer of
twenty sixteen, and I'm about to embark on the most
epic music festival adventure of my life. Bonnaroo Baby, four
days of pure musical bliss and well, let's be real,
some seriously legendary herbal experiences. I'd saved up for months,
packed my tie die shorts, and was ready to live

(00:21):
my best hippie life. My buddy Jake had convinced me
this was going to be the ultimate road trip. We'd
mapped out our route from Chicago, loaded up his beat
up Subaru with enough snacks to feed a small army,
and hit the road. Now. I'm not typically the most
prepared camper. My idea of outdoor survival usually involves knowing
where the nearest pizza place is. But this time I

(00:43):
came prepared. Solar charger check, comfortable camping chair double check,
enough pre roll joints to make Snoop Dogg proud, triple check.
The first night was absolute chaos. Imagine thousands of people,
music blasting from every direction, and the most incredible cloud
of a hymn herbal enthusiasm you've ever seen. We set

(01:03):
up our tent, which was more of a comedic wrestling
match with ten poles in fabric, right next to this
group of hippie drummers who seemed to be permanently stuck
in a drum circle. The music was unreal Portugal the
man was playing, and I swear, in my slightly elevated state,
it felt like they were speaking directly to my soul.
Between sets, we'd wander around the campgrounds, trading stories with

(01:25):
random strangers who became instant best friends. There was this
one guy dressed as a giant taco who shared his
homemade trail mix. Best decision I made all weekend, but
the real highlight a late night electronic set where the
light show was so intense I'm pretty sure I saw
sounds and heard colors. Pro tip when you're enjoying some
herbal refreshments, those leb displays become a full on psychedelic experience.

(01:49):
By the final day, we were exhausted, slightly sunburned, and
completely transformed. We'd made memories that would last a lifetime
and collected enough wristbands and random festive of memorability to
create a shrine of summer madness. Hey listeners, I want
to hear your wildest festival stories, drop them in the comments,
and next week I've got a tail that'll make your

(02:10):
jaw drop. Until then, stay lifted, stay curious, and always
pack extra snacks.