Much to my friends' shock, I have decided to repeat my music festival adventure. I love music and to have an amazing line up line like this year's T in the Park and miss it - was almost sinful... So I called a friend who happened to be in town and we fixed our flights and schedule a week before the festival...
Landing in Edinburgh was nice, people were super friendly and the city was magical ... we were lucky to find a nice Spanish restaurant on George Street that had delicious food... and the Hotel room and the staff were nice too
Friday morning we head to the festival, we erected our tent and announced "beer o’clock" right after 2PM while waiting for the gate to open around 5.
First show was by James Morrison, one of my favourite singers/songwriters - right next to Jack Johnson and Eric Hutchinson. We was energetic, his voice as good live as it is on both of his CDs. The crowd around us was friendly and enjoying themselves and we were unintentionally close to the stage so we had a very nice view of the action..

we saw a couple of bands before it was time for the ultimate rock band - Kings of Leon - and man, those boys know how to rock... they left me speechless with their amazing tunes. This is the second time I see them live - an dthey never fail... I sat right at the back with my hot cup of tea enjoying every song and when they played Sex on Fire I danced with 3 strangers that were obviously as excited about the music as me.
We finished the day in the dance tent until it was time to go back to our cold tiny tent - The first day ended with beautiful music stuck in my head - music mixed by great Dj's and Franz Ferdinand...

that night we met at least 5 random people that were super drunk but also super funny..
The dilema started the next morning when it was time for my morning shower to discover that there was a looooooong Q.. and when I asked if there was another shower option I discovered that they had 8 cabinets that open from 7 am - 1 pm to serve all the female audience - which I assume were at least half of the people there - so that would make them almost 40,000 women. Now, am not good in math, but that sure did not sound like a good equation to me. If people want to be clean and are willing to pay for the service, then there should be enough cabinets.. at least a logical number or available facility during the day - knowing that it can get quiet dirty and muddy during the day = lots of BO :)
and so, I went to the "water pump" section of the camp and managed to wash without catching pneumonia .

Saturday was a big day and we had a HUGE line up to see, so we left early. We started with the music tents - getting a flavor of all the DJs, we enjoyed a new band in the BCC introducing tent with a female bass player that my friend found hot - so I volunteered to support them and him. But I can say that my day officially started when I saw Calvin Harris playing. Lady Gaga was "interesting". She seems to be enjoying herself.. vocally I nicknamed her "lady gag-her" but can not pretend it wasn't fun listening to her catchy tunes. Starsailor, Paolo Nutini, and friendly fires were nice too...
I have decided to move to King Tunt's tent a little early so I can have a decent place for Jason Mraz's gig, little did I know that the organizers decided to have some kind of an angry death metal band right before his act. The crowd was young, angry and very drunk/high - to say the least, definitely not my cup of tea. Their idea of fun was to headbutt each other and push strangers in the process - impersonate someone that is having seizures then laugh uncontrollably in the process. I think the band was called "Foals". And although I only saw probably half of their performance, it sure did feel like forever...
Then Mraz showed up with his effortless performance. I enjoyed it so much that the whole show felt like 10 minutes (well, it was more like 40 minutes, so I wouldn't call it a long performance). He brought his positive energy back to the stage. His band played great music and they all had great chemistry among each other on stage. It almost felt like he was performing in my all to familiar friend's garden , and I just happened to be there to witness a very casual sing along session. I have to admit, if it was in my friend's backward, I wouldn't have 3 teenage girls screaming marriage proposals at anyone - but hey beggars can’t be choosers and this is a festival after all - whatever makes them happy...

Right after Jason Mraz, we ran back to the DJ's tent to see a bit of Felix the housecat which was great, then off to see Nine Inch Nails who were fantastic.. The lead singer looked like he was steaming - literally - I guess he was simply sweating and the weather was a little cold.

I am going to spare you the toilet adventure details, but am sure you can imagine how unhygienic the whole experience must have been - though some company decided to help the ladies to join the men in marking the festival as their festival... again, although it is not the kind of thing I would explore, but to each his own...

That night the temperatures dropped so low - at least for someone who is not used to very cold weather and I experienced my first camping experience in torrential rain. I guess that was the beginning of the end for me - though after surviving the night, the next morning, I kept looking at the line up, then again at the Q to the showers, then at the line up again, then at the portable toilet seat that had so many DNA traces that I did not want to investigate... I thought maybe taking a shower will make me feel stronger and give me the strength to festival - maybe it will help me toughen up all in the name of good music...
And so I queued, and in return mother nature was generous enough and it started raining.. I queued for 3 hours to have less than 2 minutes hot shower. How did I feel after that - definitely not tough or motivated but very clean... it was more nostalgic to my bed a roof. And at that moment I felt gratitude to all the basics that we have in life that we take for granted.
And so I shared my feeling with my friends.. we decided to see The scripts and then head back to Edinburgh... to that lovely hotel.. and the lovely Spanish restaurant and friendly people...
I guess, as much as I loved T in the Park, I just couldn't take anymore P in the Park.
But looking now back at the whole experience, the music was worth every minute of standing in a Q, every bite of unhealthy food, every visit to the portable loo...
Too bad I couldn't see Lily Allen, Blur, Snow Petrol, Pet Shop Boys.. but hey, next time they are in London, I will be the first to see them live...
I am grateful for Scotland and its hospitality, for the lovely staff at T in the Park, for the lovely music of Kings of Leon and Jason Mraz's positive energy, for Ray the random guy I met in the music tent, for the three Scottish guys that taught me to sing "Here weh, here weh, here weh Fuk' go", my friend who fixed the tent, and those amazing 2 minutes of hot water...
I hope next year they will find a better solution for all the plastic waste that was all over the place - maybe come up with a better recycling program - I don't think many people were tempted by the 10p to return their plastic cup
