The problem with Wetzel is what happens at Wetzel, doesn't stay at Wetzel.
Wetzel looks very much like a red carpet event there's so much paparazzi! Camera's flashing with amazing speed in the hands of wide eyed and stoned slitted eyed fascination. Except Wetzel's red carpet doesn't have movie stars, instead there are naked people with interesting piercings and tattoos. Some nakedness that's pleasing to the eye, (pretty topless hula hooping lady) while others being enough to make you go blind if you were to look at it for too long!
If what happened at Wetzel, stayed at Wetzel I wouldn't have a particularly quite graphic scene that keeps playing in my mind, that a gallon of Clorox and shock therapy couldn't cleanse me from witnessing.....
And while I am plagued by the vision of what I saw, I'm fairly certain, there's a couple guys' penises that are either burning when they pee, or falling off by what I saw them do with them.
One good thing though that comes from witnessing such things is that I can look at my own life, and reflect, and say to myself, Giiirl, no matter what wrong choices you have made in your life, at least you've made better choices than those people are making right now, right in front of you. So that's good right? Also, I wasn't alone in witnessing what I did, I sat next to Jerimy's friend "Chubby", who I really must say, there's nothing like witnessing a live gang bang to really bond two people for life. I feel like he and I have been in the trenches together, and while we both may be scarred for life, I do feel as though it brought us closer. *laughs and snorts a little* The more I'm around Jerimy's friends, the more I like them...
So many people ask me, WHY DO YOU LIKE GOING TO A PLACE LIKE THAT?! And honestly, it's just one of those things that I can't entirely put my finger on. It's a feeling, an energy I think that you get from a place like that. To be surrounded by people who are so free.....and unrestrained, and even reckless....you can't help but feel the energy 10,000 people like that will emit.
With no cops on the grounds, and it being private property, the rules of society don't exactly apply. With tall fences sectioning you off from the outside world, when you're at Wetzelland, you're no longer in the REAL world, you're somewhere else entirely!
I love all the bikes, and the music, and the tattoos.
This year was the first year I rode through those gates on my own Harley, and let me tell you, that's one badass feeling to know that you've arrived. I've always wanted a Harley of my own, I've always wanted to one day ride into Wetzel on my own two wheels, and I've finally done it. I actually have had one of my life long dreams come true. How's that for summertime awesomeness?
My little Piglet took me there and back, safe, sound, with a few bruises, but all in one piece.
Looking forward to 2013.
A special thank you going out to Jerimy, for being the person I ride beside. Well, sometimes I ride behind him, but that's mostly just because he's fast and sometimes I have trouble keeping up. *smiles*
I'm so happy that when I go on life's little adventures like this, HE's the one that's with me.