Hare Hare Krishna Krishna

Welcome to the hippie festival of love&peace&color! The Festival of Colors is basically the most power ranger part of Spanish Fork. Bundles of people (most of them scantily clad) stand in a crowd, hugging one another until as one we toss our colored chalk into the air. It's symbolic, it's glorious, it's beautiful.... at least it would be, if i wasn't too busy shielding my air-holes from the terrifying amounts of chalk rushing into my air supply.

It's fun, it's dirty, i'd do it again. It's Hare Krishna!

Dirty friends!

Colorful Sisters ♥

Say "Hare" to Trav's groom's men!

except for the guy on the left.

i have no idea who he is.