Maple Syrup and Mayhem

The Maple Syrup Festival is held in Wacarusa, In. It's in the outermost reaches of Indiana past the myriad of single lane roads, through the fields and villages. Commercial society doesn't hold tight here with mom and pop shops lining the two main streets that intersect in downtown. If you had a decent arm, you could throw a stone from one end of the downtown business district to the other without completely throwing your arm.  Cell phones seem almost out of place though it seems like everyone (except for the amish it seems) has them.  We were set up on an empty lot where a building once stood. From the looks of it, it's one of the few buildings they have ever taken down. One shop has been up since 1915. I was without wifi.
I love my wifi. As much as it pains me to say it, I need wifi. It's not a necessity to live and I don't freak out without it but anything that we hold dear technologically speaking doesn't mean a dingo's kidney without wifi. We might as well be holding extremely expensive paper weight/watch/calculators.
The festival itself was a blast to perform and the wind seemed to agree. Large blasts and gusts of winds destroyed one of our canopies and...
*I must say that the word "Canopies" looks so much like "Can-o-pies" which sounds disgusting but in desperate times I would gladly eat it.*
And.....it managed to batter most of our equipment.
True story about the Maple Syrup Festival
I will tell you two small bits.
1. The Maple syrup festival was created 45 years ago because...well everyone had a festival at the time and the town thought...hey! why not? In fact, they used to tap all the maple trees on main street for syrup and have it at the festival. Unfortunately, teenagers started urinating in the buckets on main street and so they had to stop that touching tradition. Now all of the maple syrup at the festival comes from a local Amish farmer who makes it.  (I got a baby jug of it)
2. I did manage to get wifi at the grounds where i was staying...but it required me to stand in a port-o-potty near a funeral home to get it. (yes in a sense I was getting my wifi from the dead)(it was ethereal-net)(it was a guest wifi....for those crossing over)
Well that's all I have to say about that.
stay tuned for some more insanity, t-shirts?, mayhem and more! Luv you all!
-Jim