Festive

We are headed to FloydFest this afternoon -- our second time in Floyd and our first time at the festival. I have no idea what to expect, but if I can fly to Lithuania and back with a 10-month-old, I can handle a crowd of hippies with an 11-month-old. 

We loved Floyd when we visited in Fall 2006. I first heard of it on a public radio show about Virginia attractions. They discussed FloydFest and the town itself, which aspires for a marriage between hippies and country folk and, by most accounts, succeeds. 

We pondered setting up our household there before we stumbled on the little house here in Charlottesville. We made the right choice, but perhaps Floyd remains in our future yet.