I had plans but my back and leg mean I’m groun­ded if I want any hope of making it out again tonight. Thank­fully, Priya’s part­ner Bijan kindly goes to get me coffee and there are other delight­ful people around to talk with.

Around 3pm, someone men­tions that they think there’s a chiro­practor at the HeeBee GeeBee Heal­ers Tent. That’s only at 4.30 and Estu­ary, not very far at all. I hop into the wheel chair again and get myself over there. 

Amaz­ingly enough, there is, and he does some net­work chiro­practic on my lower back and some manip­u­la­tion of my thoracics and neck and I can walk again.