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personal - v festival 2011 - day one
This was the first day of the festival where people could go, select
their camping spot and get the lay of the land. Unfortunately I was not
going to be able to stay overnight on this first day of the festival due to
other commitments. However it would not stop me doing all the rest. I
certainly wanted to ensure that I had a decent camping spot!
I set the alarm for 05:30am and managed to stir from my pit at about 06:00am. I rallied the
troops, turfing my nephew and niece out of bed at 06:10am. Their friends arrived by 07:00 and we managed to pack all our items in the back of my
small hatchback.
We travelled down the motorway and got stuck in traffic from Junction 12 of the M6. A 40 minute journey took over
three hours.
We had to pay £10.00 to pay for a car parking spot and were directed to car park
East 3. Upon arrival in the car park I was shocked to find that I
was promptly dumped by the four 17 year olds and left to cart my own gear to the campsite.
Actually I wasn't THAT shocked. I guess no 17 year old wants a middle aged
tag-along. (Did I say middle aged? I meant mature!)
I made my way to the campsite, entering Gold campsite first. I had intended
to walk to the Blue campsite but to be honest, it was just too far to go lugging my gear, so the Gold Campsite suddenly became very appealing.
I found a suitable spot and offloaded my gear. It took me 1 hour to put the tent up. I dumped non-valuable stuff inside the tent and
made my way to the various arenas, wandering through other camps and within
the surrounding area for a few hours, exchanging my ticket for a wristband and purchasing
my souvenir brochure.
After a further couple of hours of meandering I made my way back to the
car park and made my way home. I was amazed that I found my car
relatively easily among the thousands of other cars.
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