Post by Volksdragon on Oct 8, 2007 18:52:13 GMT -5
The year is 1969. The place is a rural town in Bethel, New York.
It's August 14th.
Woodstock is about to start.
Counterculture participants have started to gather in the huge farm that will be hosting one of the major events of the century.
In the cars world.
A psychidellically-painted Volkswagen Microbus and a Beetle rest on the grass about a mile from the stage where the performers will be doing their thing for the next five days.
The bus looked over to his partner. "Luna, want me to go get us some drinks, eh?"
She looked back at him, "Nah, Ben. I think I'll stay sober at least 'till the bands start tomorrow, dig?"
A confused look appeared on his face. "A whole day without a drink? Whoah, all right, man, if you say so."
She giggled. "Ben, YOU'RE the one addicted to the stuff, not me."
Ben rolled his eyes and started off toward the cooler. "Fine, fine, but I'm still getting me one."
As she watched Ben depart, she drove over to her new portable radio, turned it on and tuned it. She sunk low on her frame in delight as Iron Butterfly's In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida started playing.
Note: This is not just open to counterculture vehicles. There could also be police, news anchors (and cameramen), and even sons and daughters of hippies that were brought along unwillingly.
Just remember that all characters must be 1969 or earlier model years.
Also, Ben is /not/ Fillmore, just to clear that up.
There may be alcohol and drug use, since that was prevalent at the event.
Also note that there are more hippie cars than VW Buses and Beetles. ;P Anyone ever see one of those big converted school buses?
It's August 14th.
Woodstock is about to start.
Counterculture participants have started to gather in the huge farm that will be hosting one of the major events of the century.
In the cars world.
A psychidellically-painted Volkswagen Microbus and a Beetle rest on the grass about a mile from the stage where the performers will be doing their thing for the next five days.
The bus looked over to his partner. "Luna, want me to go get us some drinks, eh?"
She looked back at him, "Nah, Ben. I think I'll stay sober at least 'till the bands start tomorrow, dig?"
A confused look appeared on his face. "A whole day without a drink? Whoah, all right, man, if you say so."
She giggled. "Ben, YOU'RE the one addicted to the stuff, not me."
Ben rolled his eyes and started off toward the cooler. "Fine, fine, but I'm still getting me one."
As she watched Ben depart, she drove over to her new portable radio, turned it on and tuned it. She sunk low on her frame in delight as Iron Butterfly's In-A-Gadda-Da-Vida started playing.
Note: This is not just open to counterculture vehicles. There could also be police, news anchors (and cameramen), and even sons and daughters of hippies that were brought along unwillingly.
Just remember that all characters must be 1969 or earlier model years.
Also, Ben is /not/ Fillmore, just to clear that up.
There may be alcohol and drug use, since that was prevalent at the event.
Also note that there are more hippie cars than VW Buses and Beetles. ;P Anyone ever see one of those big converted school buses?
