Just as the day prior, the Tennessee sun decided to give me a rude awakening by cooking me alive in my tent. Sleep is not something that happens very often at a major music festival. Either you are up too late or the morning comes too soon. Thank goodness for pure adrenaline and Kashi granola bars… it’s the little things that keep you grooving! When making our way to Centeroo for the start of day 3, we stumbled across this fellow attempting to channel his inner George Harrison<
It was 7am and the sun was already beating down relentlessly on my tent, so much for sleeping in. In an “I don’t want to wake up now” haze, I attempted to claw my way out of the sealed vessel in search of cooler air. As I emerged, hair sticking straight up and out, I could hear a few people stirring around me, but most were just snoring. Our neighbors had finally passed out and were resting up for round two, the line for the port-a-potties was already exceeding thirty folks, and the showers… two hour wait. As people walked by our camp you could just see clouds of dir
Saturday, June 12, 2010
The heat resumed, but it felt so much worse after two days of partying and little sleep. I was appreciative of one thing on this sweltering morning wake-up; the showers had short lines for men, and they were only seven dollars. Therefore, although I really wanted to catch Baaba Maal’s set, I felt more rejuvenated going into the press conference with a fresh shower, breakfast, and an iced coffee. I was ready for a new day at my favorite festival.
Bonnaroo has always been a festival that invited the greatest lineups and the most fun attractions for their fans to enjoy year after year. I have attended 7 out of the 9 annual events, and although I was not too impressed by this year’s lineup initially, the festival and its organizers did not disappoint.