Since Erin is working this week, I had a little extra time on my days off.
After seeing a write up in the Hartford Courant I decided to head over to New York and the site where Woodstock was held all those years ago. Now I was nine months old when more than 450,000 gathered at a farm in upstate New York to see some live music, talk about peace and do a lot of drugs. I still wish I would have been there. The museum is pretty cool. It takes you back to another time -- before cell phones and the internet and video games -- where kids would just sit around and listen to music.
My only complaint? When you get to the gift shop and want to buy a cool Woodstock T-shirt there are only Museum at Bethelwoods shirts. Lame.
Still, If you ever have a couple of hours to kill in upstate New York -- it's worth a look.
