Don’t Get Lost

Woodstock was hosted on a rather large dairy farm owned by Max Yasgur. It had many trees and paths that made one go through forest patches. The landscape was beautiful, but people high on substances tend to get lost; that’s why there were weird signs all over the place.

People had a choice between easy yet boring paths or groovy yet challenging paths. The outcomes would depend on the person choosing whether they get to the venue or end up going in circles for a day. The festival atmosphere was enchanting and demanded some sort of suspension of disbelief to relish it.