I've always romanticized the idea of communal living. Harmonious communal living. Where people come together, to live separate lives, together. I like that. I've always wanted to live on a commune.
Living in a tent city for eight days was probably nothing like that, but it was still really fun. I was on my own, and still, I felt together with 500 other strangers.
I met some amazing people. Actually, the people that I met were more than amazing. For the most part, they were life-altering. That's amazing.