We’ve driven down to love burn with a crew of friend to do midnight poutine right before pandemic hit. It felt like a vacation burn on a beach, plugged into the power grid, free propane and showers kind of deal. You can order Uber eats to the gate and re-entry is either free or dirt cheap. For us is was an awesome bonding experience with a group of buddies, in what was the equivalent of an all inclusive sunny escape from Quebec winters. Making poutine is hard work and driving down was a pain - so it still felt like effort. But being there was comfy as shit. There a was good art and good people, but I would not go again. I feel I like gong to regionals only once to gage their org setups and compare and contrast to improve our own. It’s also an excuse to travel somewhere else. I’d like to visit the Detroit crowd next.