Pleasantly frustrating -- That's one way I could describe the Getaway. There were far too many wonderful musical events and a multitude of priceless interludes for any one person to attend. I wanted to be everywhere at once. In fact, there were times when I found myself in a state of stagnant indecision. I felt a bit like the mule who starved to death because it couldn't decide which of two bales of hay to eat first. At least once I decided to not decide instead I found myself trading songs with some other stragglers. That, too, was wonderful.