Moose Jaw, SK is a small city in Saskatchewan, Canada and a 3 day drive away from where the 1994 Woodstock celebration was held. And at the age of 19 I would have done anything to get there and that is what I did. With barely any money I had to find a way! So to finance the dream of my life I pawned off my second car! Cash in hand and I was off! We drove straight for the first 24 hours and finally after the windows were apparently not dirty and our eyes were just fuzzy we pulled over for a sleep. It took another day to get there and when we did I could not have have asked for anything more!

Parked the car, got on the bus and we were almost there! The anticipation was overwhelming. I was one of those kids who would tell her mother that I should have been her so that I would have been old enough (born) so I could go to Woodstock.

We set camp up and we were off to experience the mud and the music. We walked over a small bridge where a man was selling some illegal pieces of paper...so when in Rome we bought some! It was only 5 minutes later that I crap you not they announced over the speaker system to watch what you were putting in your mouth. I can only say the good thing was that we were heading to our tent to pick something up because within 20 minutes I was unconcious and could not move. I could hear Metallica playing, i could hear fireworks, i could hear the people around me but my eyes would not open and my body would not move. It was as though I had left this world. What I would not give for that night back at Woodstock!

The following day we awoke and headed down to the stage where another dream came to reality and Crosby, Stills, and Nash were on stage and I was only 5 meters away from them. I cried, I sang, danced, and yes even joined the "mosh pit". As my friend put me on his shoulders so I could take a panaromic picture of the stage I once again thanked my inner gypsy for leading me to the place of love and peace.