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Day 6: June 16, 2008 festival journal |
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Written by Branden Hart
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Saturday, 28 June 2008 |
More showers, quick packing, some coffee and we leave Manchester behind.
I can't stand the thought of going back to the Atlanta airport, but on the drive, the beautiful scenery – intricate rock formations, dense copses of dark green trees – punctuates the peaceful vibe of the weekend (well, aside from the whole “Fuck Kanye” mess).
As I step on the plane back to San Antonio, the three hours I have to fly seem like an eternity. I can't wait to get back to my house. Call me sentimental, but I'm always thankful when I set my feet back on Texas soil. It only means one thing: home.
[Bonnaroo]
Branden Hart, a TheSequitur.com assistant managing editor, works as an editor in San Antonio.
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