ETA I just realised that I am late to this thread
Better late than never!
We used to go to music festivals(1990-2010). We took a tent with lots of resting/sleeping paraphenalia, a mini-gas cooker. We often ate at the festival where there were usually several food stalls to choose from. Usually a joyous few days of listening and dancing to music.
At Glasto, bread-and-butter pudding – maybe from No Bones Jones?
And the toastie truck on the exit path late at night – we were in the caravan field outside the immediate site.
At one festival(possibly Glastonbury) it suddenly started to rain and the whole place turned into a mud-bath. Lots of fun for us adult-kids. I remember stomping around with mud almost to my knees.
Wife and dottirs went one year – I was on a degree residential – the next week the bath was full of muddly clothes, day in, day out, it took so-o-o-o-o many rinses to get all the mud out
The vibe was, of course, the best thing about it. The late, great Dolly Parton absolutely rocked it, whereas the notable Paul Simon played the Sunday Legends spot and was dire ... an audience has been camping for four days in hot weather ... we're tired and we're dusty, and you keep playing slow ballads! How to turn up with a playlist and not read the crowd. They just wandered away. I was pleading for something upbeat, "Cecilia, c'mon, give us a break here, Cecila!"
Semi-walking, semi-wading, and my foot comes out leaving a wellie knee-deep in mud. Hands reach out from all directions to grab and steady me as I worked my foot back in. Everyone laughing.
Our friends used to take their son & daughter out of school. It's considered a no-no, and you can be in trouble with the educational authorities, but the head teacher saw it as a 'culturally educational' and so gave official permission.
I once went alone to a festival just after I had gotten hearing aids. I lost one of the aids from a gust of wind. I searched the field with others, but to no avail. I just drove home early.
It did freak me out but did learn I could function with one aid. It's cost was over £1000, however my home insurance paid up.
Ouch!
I've got NHS aids. I've also got the 'BeMore' app on my phone. I lost an aide in the grass outside our tent ... and the app has a 'find my hearing aid' which although not pin-sharp in location, works as a direction finds, and crawling around with the signal like 'warmer ... warmer ... no, cold again ... warmer ..." I found it!
All of the above were over 20 years ago. I am glad to have had the experiences.
Yep. Decided Glasto is just too expensive and way too many people now.
I still hanker after a rave, though ...