Who needs Coachella when there’s a coffee festival going on?

Instead of being made to feel like garbage by instagram models and bloggers, and getting annoyed by girls on their boyfriends shoulders obstructing my view of the music, and swealtering to death and then freezing to death in the dessert, I chose (couldn't afford the tickets/flights/luxury airbnb) to spend my weekend drinking (drowning myself in) … Continue reading Who needs Coachella when there’s a coffee festival going on?