Lake George (NY?) has the COOLEST bike festival every year. We went to it on my first honeymoon (the kid came along so we needed a second one.)
I don't know how ginormous it was, but it was ginormous enough for me. Me and the kid went wandering. We got bike lifts. I got some of the coolest and simultaneously sluttiest clothing I have yet to own.
The husband hid in the tent the whole time. To be fair, I think he had like, a brief stint as an (unpleasant) biker during his alcoholism.
He was not pleased with my antics. But I was like "It's LAKE GEORGE! Do you really think some Harley Person is going to abscond with your sluttily dressed wife AND your
three year old stepson. COME ON."
There was also a double rainbow. That was a magical time. We went back so the husband could enjoy it without all the growly engines. It was super nice but still comparatively lame.
You can meet a TON of interesting folks with the attitude, "Yes, I am hot and friendly but I can also CUT you and here is my adorable blonde three year old kid."
There are probably bike festivals I would enjoy less. But we ALL know that Hunter S. Thompson was LYIING UTTERLY during his "Big bad bikers book."
I have no doubt that "trains" as he so aptly described them DO happen. But not in front of Hunter S. that dude is was kind of TOOL. I would not even erases and rewrite a test taking answer in front of that guy because it would come out "Anna Lolita Cheats on Test and Sleeps with her English teacher."
Those facts may have been true, but they would have been so sensationalized, they would have been completely unrecognizable.
Course, when you sleep with your high school English teacher, there is no way to go but UP. Except how Hunter S would have described it, where I probably would have wound up dancing naked on tables..
To be FAIR, my English teacher did MAKE that suggestion but I was like, "Oh, come on dude, how dumb do you think I *am* I am not dancing on tables because I refuse to sleep with you any longer because I have sobered up. I'm sorry you are, perhaps, one of my like, um learning experiences into how not to enter adulthood. But I'm not gong to be a ...... like you think and dance on tables. I know you are just after revenge."
For that statement alone (never mind my 13 year old sis) I am so glad I reported him. Hunter S would have had me fictionally dancing on tables forever with some sort of horrendous drug habit.
I think the drug habit is fair. Dancing on tables, not. For one, l ain't got no rhythm and you can be fairly attractive but not know how to dance and make zero money. It's just not a good life choice. In my opinion.
Neither were yours, Hunter S.
Anna