I danced with the shrimp mascot, did karaoke by the beach, bought oversize glasses at the local antique shop, there was skinny dipping (not me, next time though), drive-In movies, a mineral rich spa and pool, lake floating, and so much more!

Ernest Hemmingway once titled a memoir A Moveable Feast, a description which depicts the vignettes of the parisian lives of young artists from the lost generation moving through a delectable buffet of artistic delicacies and formative struggles. For me, a gentle late-millenial/gen z cusp, it is a description for how I embedded myself into the rush of excitement and the garden of artistic delights that the 2025 Sled Island had to offer.