We met Lulu and Darren at TGI's, Bristol as planned on Tuesday, at about 5pm, where we had the last supper. We headed off to Glastonbury, with very full stomach's!!
We arrived to join a line of cars trying to get into the carpark's at around 20:00, and were subjected to stop start traffic until 21:40, we eventually got directed to the carpark E4 (which is miles away from everywhere!). We parked up, and as it was still light, and we weren't 100% which gate would be best to use to enter the festival we went on a scouting mission. We started by heading towards pedestrian gate B, but found that the steward on the way there was clearly taking their job way to seriously, and there would be no way of passing though that field before the gates open, leaving us at a disadvantage. So we headed to Gate C, which is the gate we used last year, to see exactly how many miles we were away! We crossed several empty fields, awaiting cars to fill them. We sat on the hill overlooking the massive site, in the dark of night, with it all lit up - breathtaking. We sat, enjoying a chilled brothers cider, taking in the view. Lulu rang Paul, Kirsty and Grace to see if they were stuck in the car park traffic, which they were, so we decided to walk up the traffic line to meet them. This resulted in Darren waving to more than one frustrated driver thinking they were Paul! Eventually we found Paul's van, and we jumped in the back, we all felt like true glasto hippies!
We all make the decision to queue overnight at the gates, so we head back to the car to pack up the loyal sacktruck! So at 2:00am we were sat in the queue, behind about 100 people.
At about 7:05am the random race to the gate began!
The gates are due to open at 8am, and about 20 past 7 security seem to be taunting us with cries of 'get your tickets ready'. The couple sat infront of us them made a shocking discovery, the girl went to get her ticket out, and found the envelope she had picked up was a hand written note to her flatmate, and not her ticket! We then discovered that she was a student at Oxford University, but clearly not bright enough to check the envelope?? (She was last seen saying to the steward, please let me in, I've picked up the wrong envelope?)
By 7:30am we were moving towards the gate's, and the 'random' security searches were oddly enough only searching the mouthy groups of lads, from the queue.
We got our wristbands, programmes, and anything else they were throwing at us, and we headed to Kidney Mead, we were set up in record time, and admiring our new homes by 8:20, just in time for a really heavy downpour. So whilst we were catching up on some much needed zzzzzzz's, the sounds around us were poor drowned rats trying to put their tents up, and looking how to dry their underwear out!
2 comments:
Aren't you glad you did'nt go to Oxford (not that you had the chance)
She just kept looking at the envelope, and her boyfriend kept saying your joking, you are surely! I think in the end she got the train back to Oxford, to get the correct envelope, as we spotted her in the festival, and left her boyfriend to set up camp!
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