It turned out that Paula and Cyndee had gotten in even closer to the front of the line and set down tarps and poles. In the end there were no hassles, only tons of my campmates, so set-up went really smoothly. When we were done, most all of us went for lunch at Mamacita's where Davy Crockett plays fiddle at the Alamo under the light of the full moon every fifteen minutes or so. Then Paula and I took turns driving back to Austin in her van.
Here's a link to all of my Landrush 2008 photos.