I feel like I could write a book on the Bonnaroo survival guide. After 7 years it starts to become somewhat routine. In the weeks leading up to we practice setting up our tent and shade strategies, my husband gets out the compass and we orient our tent so we don't get the morning sun. Then I start planning our meals and cooking the food that I can ahead of time. I usually make redskin potatoes, salsa, and quinoa. Even though we are camping in the middle of a field in Tennessee we still manage to eat as we would at home. This year we had swordfish tacos, marinated lamb, and chicken with the best barbecue sauce on the planet. Finally I pack the Crv full and we make the 13 hour drive to Manchester.
We arrived around 3 am, I drove the entire way there and I was exhausted. By the time we got everything set up the sun was coming up and I couldn't fall asleep. That day we took it easy, got to know the neighbors then checked out Phantogram and Big Gigantic. On Friday when at Feist I got my picture taken for a fashion blog that I have yet to find then went to Rodrigo y Gabriela. We reminisced at Radiohead because they were there our very first year. We finished off the night at Major Lazar and Flying Lotus. Saturday we checked out Sbtrkt, Childish Gambino, The Roots, Skrillex, and discovered delicious mini donuts. Sunday we usually pack food and the umbrella and spend the entire day at the What stage. There we saw the Beach Boys, Bon Iver, and then closed out Bonnaroo with Phish. It seemed easier this year, the weather wasn't melt your face off hot. We added a solar panel thanks to my husband, powering our fans, music, LED chandelier, and phone charging.
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|photo by Thomas Northcut of Free People|