Last year, I had the fortunate discovery of finding out about "Whale of a Day" in Palos Verdes at the unfortunate timing of stumbling upon it right when it ended.
Ever since then, it's been in my calendar with a reminder set. I did not want to miss this festival.
So came this past Saturday. I recruited my friend Cody, who's girlfriend Michelle was working at the event and who's mom actually put the event together as I found out later, and made our way to a dirt parking lot for a mini shuttle ride over to the festival.
I planned to stay there for maybe two hours. I was there for four. Simply because there was that much to do and see.
Read on for a list of all the greatness that it really was.
