Sleeping in a car for two nights (on the third we splurge to get a few hours of true sleep) doesn’t lend us a lot of energy to walk 9-12 miles a day to, around and back from a festival. But Outside Lands doesn’t let us down. With the obvious musical options, the eccentric food, the sports bar tent, the comic-and-variety Barbary Tent showcasing acts like Gallagher, and the festival’s friendly vibe – just as important as anything else – we happily pull through the action-packed days.
At 9 p.m. on Sunday we get into the Scion for the last time in San Francisco and we (Bones) drive straight home, still riding the energy of the past three days. Thanks Bones. And thanks, Outside Lands.