Anyway, we had a blast. Vincent still didn't quite fit in - he was the newest and fanciest unit there, (Yes! Really!) but everybody was very kind. And the people - whoa - what a diverse bunch. Everything from retired army colonels, to Mexican immigrants to young kids less than ½ the age of their vehicles to old hippies. Man, I haven't seen that much tye-dyed clothing since 1969! And when was the last time anybody flashed you a peace sign???
They had slow-drag races, a polar bear swim (thongs were mandatory) a corn-hole toss event, a CV joint assembling contest and about a hundred raffle prizes. We bought tickets on the funky tie-dyed quilt with the VW bus on it, but passed on the others because really, what would we do with a transmission for a 66 splitty?
This is Bob; the reason we were there in the first place. He's the guy that flagged us down and told us about BBB. I followed him around all weekend trying to see what his hair was like under the hat and the only time he took it off, I didn't have my camera with me. (It's shoulder length and grey. )

The official T-shirt. They tell me that bullis is German for bus. I don't know - Ineke is that right?









Yes, that is Janis Joplin on the fridge.



There's no minimum age limit for tie-died clothing.

There was another amazing sunset tonight (Ho hum - they're becoming quite routine)
I bought some cheap champagne before we left Lake Havasu. $3.99 a bottle. I haven't seen prices like that since the '85 Balloon championships when Bill & I discovered the Hungarian stuff. I couldn't NOT buy it. I think Taz's bear sums up the effect quite nicely.....

