I Heart Minneapolis Hippies

I spent May Day weekend doing lots of "hippie" things :)
I volunteered at the Living Green expo and ate lots of organic food and learned about how we're killing the Earth and ourselves with things like pesticides and plastic.
I hung out with other hippie people in the volunteer room and ate organic carrots and drank carob soy milk.
We saw Mike Doughty amidst the smell of beer and through a haze of cigarette and pot smoke.
We went to a pot luck and ate lots of quiche and bread and sat through a self professed "hippie parade" about the beginning of a new year and the rebirth of free speech. A little boy randomly brought me a flower and said, "Happy May Day!" People danced in the streets with bare feet and the best I could do was sit back and capture the moment on film, wondering if I would ever fall in love with the culture of a city like I have with this one.
I'm left sunburned and tired, but rejuvinated.
Gringo, I thought of you lots this weekend - you would have mumbled "hippie" a lot - then I would have laughed, and you would have laughed back.
It was a weekend like all weekends should be. Stress and work free - calm and sunny. Something tells me I may be back here someday...