I got back from Glastonbury on Monday night, but I feel like I’m only just recovering now! This is going to be a very photo heavy post, for which I am not sorry at all...
I have been to lots of music festivals before, but Glastonbury was just on another level. Luckily my boyfriend and two of our friends arrived early and managed to pitch the tents practically on top of the pyramid stage – in my opinion, it’s the best camping spot at the whole festival!
We set up our table (which was destined to break about half an hour later), and went off to explore in the sunshine.
Unlike other festivals, Glastonbury doesn’t have a camping ground and then an arena section with the stages – it’s all mixed in together, which makes it very homogenous and cool, but also incredibly confusing – especially if you are, like me, somewhat directionally challenged. I spent the whole weekend unsure of where I was, following the sporadic sign posts to the Pyramid tent to get back!
We had a few ciders and as it was one of my friends’ birthdays, we celebrated with balloons, hats and cakes…
Before heading off to a silent disco in the evening! It was so good – something I’d definitely recommend!
The one important thing to remember about Glastonbury is that it is much longer than other festivals. If I could go back I’d definitely chill out a bit more for the first few days – it’s difficult, because you’re so excited, but I think I’d feel a bit better now if I had!
The weather on our first day was so amazing that I couldn't believe it would ever rain again...but, after all, this is England, and the next day saw us buying papers to get free ponchos...
The weather was the most schizophrenic I've ever known - one minute glorious sunshine, the next minute hailstones and pouring rain, leading to burnt noses, muddy feet and rainbows!
You couldn't go anywhere without wanting to change your clothes - from wellies, to shorts, to anoraks, to flip flops!
Still, at least the rain cleaned up the toilets, which were just as gloriously gruesome as I'd imagined - why, oh why, do they need to call them 'the long drop?' There were some downsides to the rain in the loo though, as one boy shouted indignantly from the cubicle next to me - 'I'm getting hailstones on my bum!'
As ever, though, the great British sense of humour prevailed!
My favourite performance of the weekend goes to the Black Keys, which to be honest, I could've predicted - I love them so much that it would've been difficult for them to let me down. Dolly Parton was fabulous - I loved her little anecdotes and her country girl attitude - and random amazing performance of the weekend was from Rodrigo y Gabriela, two crazy Mexican guitarists who lit up the Pyramid stage with their amazing playing, bringing me out of a morning hangover with their cover of Radiohead's 'Creep.'
The food was impressive too - I was expecting the usual chips and burgers, but I had amongst other things an excellent paella, a Camembert baghuette...and some really good ice creams!
There's just so much to see - from the trippy weirdness of Shangri-La and the rabbit hole, to the cool vibes of the Stone Circle - and there's always something weird going on!
The weekend was messy, exciting, and so much fun - mostly because of the amazing people I spent it with.
I really hope I can do it all again next year!
Did any of you go to Glastonbury? What were you favourite bands?