I was at the Squamish Valley Music Festival in 2015 having the time of my life when I was separated from my team in an aggressive crowd of Drake fans. I surface confused, slightly high and lost AF. I took and chance and journeyed to the Stawamus Stage in desperate hopes of finding my friends. I stood by the entrance for what seemed like days scanning the faces of every festival goer that passed. I almost burst into tears when I saw my tribe dancing towards me. Of Monsters and Men where peaking and I had finally come home.
*Extra special side note* I'm going to marry one of the girls that rescued me this summer.