Rock Werchter balloon fantasy

Soooo,

uhm. I was at Werchter festival in Belgium, sitting on the grass near the main stage, listening to various bands, and then I sort of got thinking about these really big balloons (skippyball sized) that some people some people had tied to their bags. You could buy one for 15 euros, and it would float really high on a string above the crowd. And I kind of got wondering about what happens to those balloons after the festival; do people take them home with them, do they tie them to their houses and do the balloons meet eachother again in the sky? What kinds of things happen on a floor of floating balloons?

I imagined these weird creatures (with really long tongues) that would meet up on the balloons, and from there on it ceases to make sense, if it made sense before that.

I think it must have been the heat, or something, or the lack of sleep