So it's been quite a few weeks (about 3) since my last update - I did warn you that I may not be able to post while I was on holidays. The sparse internet access that I did get via free wi-fi on my iPhone was not very reliant to sit down and post. I was going to set up a few posts to be published while I was away but as with a lot of things that I planned to do before I went away I just ran out of time.
How was my trip? Far too good for words and far too much happened for me to try and fit into one blog (it'd be too long a post and I'm sure you'd be bored by the end). I'm going to post this out in stages. The first part is the main reason for this trip - GLASTONBURY 2010.
You've probably seen so many other people posting how this was one of the best Glastonbury's in the history of Glastonbury and I am inclined to add my gloating/bragging/absolute loving of this festival into the mix.
Having been to one other Glasto before this one we felt smug and capable with what to expect and how to prepare for this festival - only problem was we were thrown a curve ball in the fact that the sun decided to shine and burn the entire time we were there. We hadn't packed for sunshine - at all.
Much of our time in the first two days before the music started was spent exploring. When the music started then it was about figuring out the best time table to allow the most memorable moments. We weren't too strict on our time table as we were last time - we had more time to find bands and artists who we have never seen before mixed in with the usual favourites who are always a "never to be missed".
Bands I saw:
Friday - Rolf Harris, Phoenix, La Roux, Florence & The Machine, Dizzee Rascal, Gorillaz
Saturday - Two Door Cinema Club, Sophie Hunger, Cymbals Eat Guitars, Field Music, Imogen Heap, Kate Nash, The National, Marina & The Diamonds, Foals, Scissor Sisters, Muse
Sunday - Paloma Faith, Norah Jones, The Temper Trap, Grizzly Bear, We Are Scientists, Broken Social Scene, Julian Casablancas, Stevie Wonder
Moments to remember: There are always those moments when you're at a festival that you just know is something special - something that while it's happening you know other people won't be able to feel or experience what it was like to be living in that moment. A festival this size will provide you with a few of these like when The Edge joined Muse onstage and they played "Where The Streets Have No Name", or when Stevie Wonder pulled Michael Eavis onstage and sang Happy Birthday to Glastonbury with a choir of over 100,000 people, or after exclaiming that the crowds are always so far away at festivals Julian Casablancas climbed a scaffolding and then launched himself into the crowd, or when Kylie Minogue wandered onstage with the Scissor Sisters, or feeling the love and excitement through Florence Welsh's experience onstage.
Then there are those festival moments that only people who have camped for 5 days will understand like after spending 3 days without fresh running water finally discovering a free tap near the loos, or the moment at the end of the night where you can lay down on your airbed and take off your stinking hot wellies, or after 4 days of camping trying to find something that is "clean" to wear, or when you're so hot you're ok with spending £2 (about AUD$4) for an icy pole, or when you use nail clippers to cut off your wellies to normal sized shoes because it's all you've got to wear. While all of this sounds horrible as I'm writing them - it really was all part of the experience and as you're living it, it's normal.
I really had the best time ever at this festival. It was the polar opposite of the last time (we've survived one of the wettest and muddiest Glasto's and now we're survived one of the hottest) but absolutely brilliant in it's own way. It was painful, tiring, amazing, mind blowing, epic and one never to be forgotten.
I always go to these festivals with the intention of writing up a big review but when it comes to the crunch I'm always lost for words. It's far better and more amazing than you can ever imagine and I always feel like my words don't ever capture that. I feel like in this case a picture is worth a million words.
I thought this second journey would feel like enough Glastonbury but it appears to have done the opposite - I want to go again already.
Glitter Sparks & Happyness
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