Girl least likely to be bitten by the festival bug. Camping. Dirt. Mud. And those toilets. Why would I? But it's one chance in the year to be in a completely free and relaxed environment, where the biggest pressure is which music to see and what to eat next; with new experiences, and surprising moments. So it is just as Dolly Parton says. This year, was my fourth at Glastonbury.
The music (not as much as last year):
London Grammar, Kelis, Rudimental, St Vincent, Dolly Parton, Jurassic 5, K Pop at the Rabbit Hole, Arcade Fire, Michael Kiwanaku
The food (always amazing):
Hog roast, mac n cheese, pakora in the permaculture garden, avocado, mushroom & egg breakfast bap, paella, duck wrap, poached egg with bubble & squeak and salsa, cookie ice cream sandwiches, crumpets, burger from meet and greet
The extras (the zillion other things going on that made it great):
Roaming theatre acts (think talking robots), comedy in the cabaret tent, Shangri-La, reiki & massage in the healing fields, sitting in the sunshine on the hill overlooking the Park stage, nights at the Park Stage, the new tent lasting the distance, making a wood charm necklace in the green craft field.
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Success, the tents are up
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| And so it begins... |
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| The gang - Maile, Kris, me, Ollie & Stu at Dolly Parton |
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| Hanging out in William's Green with Neil on Day 1 |
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| Me and Mailie in the sunshine |
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| On the hill above the Park stage |
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| Recapturing last year's photo |
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| Kris, Stu & I |
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| Mailie napping |
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| In the circus area |
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| When was the last time you had your face painted? |
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| No karaoke for Emma |
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| Brilliant night with the whole gang at Shangri-La |
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