Jacqui and I purchased our tickets during a highly competitive and stressful 2 hours in October last year. Luck was on our side. According to the Guardian, the 137,500 tickets sold out in 4 hours. From memory, after the 3rd hour twitter was abuzz with talk that all the tickets had already gone.
Glastonbury is not for the faint hearted. Even getting to the festival was hard work!
On Wednesday June 22, 2011 we put on our wristbands and caught the train from London to Castle Cary, waited in line at Castle Cary for about 1.5 hours, got the bus to the festival, then waited in line for another 2 hours, then it took us an hour to walk from the entrance to the other side of the festival where our campsite was.
The moment I met the Glastonbury mud. It really is a hybrid breed of super mud.
We undertook this journey whilst attempting to not put our many bags in the mud, needless to say – after about half an hour in the line waiting to get into the festival site we gave in and just sat on our bags in the mud.
Upon arriving at our camp site – Tangarine Fields – we decided to have a nap. 14 hours later we woke and it was Thursday morning.
The camp site was outside the actually festival site, but only a short walk away.
The positives of camping in the Tangarine Fields area were that our tent was already set up when we got there, the camp site was very clean and orderly, we had nice toilets, a cafe and hot showers. There also wasn’t such a high risk that valuables would be stolen from our tent whilst we were out adventuring for the day.
The only negatives were that we missed out on some of the festival atmosphere and couldn’t bring friends that we made back to our camp site.
On Thursday we explored the whole Glastonbury site. As you can see, it is quite large. We camped just outside gate B, in the north east.
I’ll tell you about the different areas in the next post.