Sunday of the Boogaloo was mellower, as Sundays tend to be. Some of us had work in the morning, and some had been day-drinking since the Fourth. Quite a few attendees opted for the whole weekend, many of them notably more sunned and crispy than the day before.
On the second day I began to appreciate the side attractions. The Boogaloo food area featured, among other fare, a hamburger stand (duh), vegan food, iced coffee, and organic popsicles, all for…okay it was pretty steep, but not outrageous. And, as I mentioned last time, staff and goers were amicable–I witnessed no petty squabbles nor general displays of douchebagery throughout the entire weekend. Bravo, Burger Boogaloo. I’ll see you next year.