The next festival I visited this summer was in a small port town called Onagawa. Onagawa’s population is roughly the same as Squamish’s.  I took a local train to the coast; I brought along some Chu-Hi to keep me company.  As we neared the town the train began to fill up with lots of nasty girls and douchebag boys. I think there was some invisible line along the way, separating regular whore-like dressing from ultra-skank whore dressing. Maybe it was the alcohol, I dunno.

As you can see from the photos above the weather was a little uncooperative.  There just wasn’t any wind to blow the smoke away.  Tony arrived by car just as the fireworks began, granting me a repreive from a jam packed train ride home.  I snapped a few pics, then switched to video mode.

This is in YouTube’s HQ format. Leave a comment if it’s too difficult to stream or anything. :)

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