A Dead Show in the 90’s

I had no business being at this show.
I had just gotten a brand new pickup truck, heard from a friend that he got me a ticket. I would meet him there.
I drove my new pickup, parked on a grassy area next to the stadium.
We met and walked around the stadium to watch the outside show. Met up with a bunch of traveling Dead Heads, and ate mushroom all day. A slow micro-dosing all day, night, next morning until the next night.

I ended up wandering around tripping my balls off, looking for my truck. Found it and passed out.
I woke up the next morning in my car feeling like I was mauled.

That was my longest trip.