Bye Bye Bye Until I Get Back To Say Hi ©

It's been four days and so far I have learned that I am NOT as young as I once was at least not according to my aching back.

Friday night we headed out, Inia and I and the first thing that happened was we went to the Information booth where the lady there had Inia beat on me with the event brochure which turned out to be a ritual for the next three days.

We headed off to see Carlos Varela on the Bank of America stage then to the Brock Zeman performance on the Subway stage after.
I knew right from there it was going to be a wild one.

The place was filled with people my age most of which like me are veterans of the Bluesfest here.
We finished of the night listening to Jackson Browne.

The next day D2 wanted to come along so we hit the concert circuit once more with D2 swearing she wasn’t going to hang out with us crazy people again.
First we watched two hours of Loreena McKennitt on the Rogers stage and then finished off the night with the Brian Setzer Orchestra on the Bank of America stage.

After a jug of margarita’s to wash any inhibitions away Inia and D2 were up and swirling around with the other hippy’s young and old to the sounds of the Stray Cats strutting their stuff for two solid hours.

Sunday we hit the Subway stage for a fantastic performance by Los Lonely Boys and to cap off my weekend it was back to the bank of America Stage for Joe Cocker.
Sadly I had to cut the festival short but with good cause as I am off on my second leg of my holiday as I am getting of a jet plane, train or anything that will get me out of town, province and country.
Where am I going and where will I resurface, stay tuned and we will both find out together.
It may be in your back yard.

Have a nice week and I will BRB armed with pictures and stories to tell.

I will leave you with The Los Lonely Boys and “Heaven”

Walker