busted bus business.

unshaven sweaty bits,
terrible haircuts,
barefeet,
tassels and tambourines,
all these things sure do help the image out,
but,
hippies just aren't hippies without a fleet of
semi-mobile, slow-moving, brightly painted
parade and protest marching bandwagons.
that's SO a thing.
and those vermonters know it.
an entire school system has less of those steel tubes
of transportational vehicles,
and the plain ol' orangey-yellow ones are waaay
less expert, y'heard?
i got distracted by all the elite action around me,
but i started taking snappy shots of the shuttles.....
alas,
i didn't come close to documenting even half of the
hottness that constitutes the travel/residence/storeroom/
art-shop/stage situation.
it's all about buses.
it's all really happening.
teleport:

in the woods,

in the dirt,

behind a fence,

next to a barn.
two more make up the staging ground for the circus,
another 'nother one is 'the cheap art store'.
just sayin'-
sh!t's dope.
duders,
so many buses.
so many hippies.
so much dopeness.
loud, fresh, hard, tan, smelly and ready to ride.
hippie bus activation?
just one more ridiculously rad thing about
bread & puppet theater.
if you haven't yet been,
now's the time;
never quiet, never soft.....