I made my way down to the California desert for my second year at Coachella music festival. We met up with some fellow Canadians and had a blast for four days in the desert heat. Caught a lot of acts I never thought I would see and also spent a lot of time at the Waldorf Astoria pool staying cool. We consumed copious free drinks and tasty two-bite burgers at the Filter Magazine Yacht Club party, while dressed to the nines in a wool poncho and a thuggie. On the way back we tried to go swimming in the Salton Sea but realized it was a gross dead fish soup.
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