Each day for the past four days I've watched tons of young travellers arrive.  party party party.  um party some more.  last night it was two buckets (whiskey filled pails) and we were GONERS.  yesterday it was a psilocybin shake of fabulous proportions.  tonight it's full moon and they are already setting up the huge speakers and turn tables on the beach.  We are the walking injured, I was dropped whilst being carried over the shoulder and celene has tons of wounds on her feet. Nothing a bucket won't fix.    I've seen the sunrise every morning since I've arrived.  it's completely unexplainable....