After my set I came back to camp to change into warmer clothes, wandered to their brightly colored light-up dome (uhn tss uhn tss) then came back to rest my eyes for just a moment until I could join the silent dance party raging outside my door.
That's when J opened the door and said "there you are! You missed it!"
I haven't fallen asleep at a festival so early in quite a while. Musta needed it, and I'm glad I did, because Saturday morning I packed up, got a ride into Eugene, and took my own personal tour bus up to Portland where I was greeted at the station by a hot red-head. We then went home and got sweaty, naked, and glittery together - with a hot blonde - and we proceeded to Portland Artists Repertory Theater where we finally did it! We performed the dance we'd been choreographing and costuming for months!
And eventually there will be photos and video.
We celebrated with bar food and early bedtime, for Sunday was Isaiah's Hip Hop workshop (dancehall!!), more shopping (oops), and Bridgetown Revue's dance workshop. Everyone thoroughly enjoyed it - ourselves included - and I'm even a little sore from my own teaching.
We celebrated by going to ad-hoc PARK-A-ROAKE. Yes it was a thing, and it was incredible.