Festivalling

Festival Blues? Is that a thing? I really think it must be. Today, all I want to be is back in camp life, getting my coffee, standing in line for a shower, sipping strawberry beeeeir at midday. I'm already thinking of the stench of cow nostalgically, and the morning call of the donkeys as a sweet tune!

There is something very earthy about setting up a tent for 5 days, walking absolute miles each day, to stand in front of a stage and scream songs back at a person on a stage in front of you. I think 'earthy' is the wrong word, I've substituted it a few times and now I'm sticking to it. I wanted to say 'back to nature' but it's not really. You exchange tokens for cooked food, there is beer for breakfast and the showers were hot and cublicled. It's about as back to nature as I get though.

And wow.. something has to be said for seeing the bands you love/admire/enjoy. Sometimes you want to be up close and personal, other times you want to be lying under some shade (or not) and just chilling out to the tunes. But it's about the music. The anthems of your life. Walking on Cars singing 'that' song - tears running down my face - gives me goosebumps.

Sometimes I wonder where my inner 'girlie' is.... the pink and fluffy side of me. She came out when she spotted the Martini stands. I was literally all 'beered' out and then I saw it. The beautiful sign of Martini appeared like an oasis in a desert. I got myself a Belleni and all was perfect in my world. I had to have several just to make sure.

And when the 'boys' were fussing over my suntan and making sure I was okay - all the time. That was nice. MB making sure I went to the first aid tent when my allergic reaction to whatever, threatened me with legs like tree trunks - that was so sweet. And made me so appreciative of exactly who I have in my life. Yeah, I might not be surrounded by close friends who live  nearby - but I have all of what I need. Right now.

And that's perfect for me. Not that it takes a festival for me to realise that. But it takes a festival to recharge the battery of my life....to reflect on the days ahead of me. To put things into my kind of perspective.

I went to a festival - in Europe... and I can quite firmly say now - that the big festivals in England will be waiting a long time to get my cash now. Reading can go do one. Never will I camp there again. Sunshine and Europe is where my festival future lies.

So much I want to blog about it all. But there is time.