A week long festival where you can walk around all day and all night in masks and costumes! Drunkenness and open drug use is everywhere. The streets are like some strange dream at night when things get weird.-From a Helen Highwater article in Going Stoned Magazine
You are on the street among hundreds of masked and or costumed freaks! Young ladys with they're faces, they're identity's hidden feel even more free to dress revealingly. You just passed a cute little topless mermaid girl, her naked torso painted light green. You took three tabs of Alice in Wonderland acid before getting dressed up and its starting to hit you. The rock band on the corner is sounding weirder than they would normally sound. Like everything is run through a odd wavering flange pedal.-From Infictive Wonderland, a book by Claude Bauldelaire.