Took the Friday off and spent a brilliant 3 days at Bestival on the Isle of Wight (an island off the south coast of England).
I’ve never been to a music festival before and had absolutely no clue what to expect. The incredible sight of tents for 40,000+ people blew me away.
We journeyed from London by tube and train to Portsmouth Harbour, where we then took a ferry to the Isle of Wight.
The sun was shining and not a drop of the infamous rain that is a staple of British festivals to be seen. Last year was apparently one giant mud bath!
As if the journey to the island wasn’t long enough, we queued for a shared taxi and then trekked through a ticket checkpoint, a security checkpoint, down a hill, through the festival grounds and into the camping area with all our gear of backpacks, mats, tents, sleeping bags, food and water.
I don’t care if you’re sick of photos of tents already, but I was amazed at the sight of all the tents there. I still am. I’ve never seen so many tents in one place before in my entire life! We arrived just about after 12noon, and due to premium spots close to the festival grounds having been snapped up already, we continued trekking through a couple of fields to find a good spot to set up camp.
These are our tent neighbours. By the time we’ve set up our tent (took a few attempts to get everything right) and unpacked, all I wanted to do was crawl inside and curl up into a ball and sleep….