If camping like a sardine was not weird enough, on Tuesday nite we went to Banjo nite at a local pizza party! It was not just one banjo player - it was a whole herd of them - about 15 of them! They hand out song books so you can sing along - we sang a John Denver song but changed the words to be more appropriate for us:
Country road, take me home
To the place, I belong
West Virginia, PONTOON MAMA
Take me home, country roads
The banjo band has a big following and has what I can only call, "bango roadies". Picture this: the same people show up week after week, sing a long, wear wigs (not for style, but because they are so old they have no hair), use walkers and hearing aids!
It was a crazy experience.
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