We traded Bananas for anything, including the Miracle ticket for SCI in Maryland from a dude named Aaron. Lot's of people loved the Bus and both bands were hot. Loreta got on the guest list and a girl sold me a ticket for $5. No Cheese. This Dude we'd met told us we could stay at his place, but he neglected to tell us he lived in a madhouse. Loreta and I slept on the grass, and woke up to an irate, screaming neighbour. It was crazy. We left soon after.

Johannes Chapman, Pure Hemp Caravaner