Brooklyn in the mountains

I got into Tzfat tonight expecting a Carlebachy type of hippy nature preserve, looking forward to spending time with my fellow lost souls. Instead I find miles of men in black coats and hats and women in salmon suits and wigs. What's going on? I feel like I'm in Borogh Park. Where are the blue tzitzis flying in the air? Where are the Birkenstocks? I'm spending Shabbos here and I'm worried I made a big mistake...