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TREES. Please make trees happen. Shade is such a beautiful, precious thing at Bonnaroo.
And. I went to a brand-new festival in the state of Delaware last July called Firefly and I MUST rave about their showers. Who all has tried the showers at Bonnaroo? I mean, they're kind of laughably torturous. So freezing cold it knocks the breath out of you. Discarded Garnier Fructis sample packages EVERYWHERE, clogging the drains so that half of your shower is spent wading through dirty water. You're desperately trying to get clean but it's hard to feel very clean when you're finding someone else's hair stuck to your leg....
I used to laugh at all this. It's a part of Bonnaroo, I said. But now I know, and unfortunately I can't erase that knowledge. Bonnaroo, you can do better! So much more is possible!
I should have figured out who ran the shower stations at Firefly. But I didn't. I was too busy taking blissfully warm showers in *clean* stalls. How did they do it? Was it magic? No. I'm pretty sure just not having a bunch of Garnier Fructis trash all over the place solved a large part of the problem. Can we fire them, please? Also, DOUBLE shower curtain doors. One for you to change out of your clothes and hang them in a dry place. The other for your shower. Wow, I thought. And then: so many places to put my own things! Everyone before me had either taken their belongings with them or staff had kept up with the mess. Amazing. The water temp - not cold. Slightly warm, even. The girl in the stall beside me shrieked. "This is the coldest shower I've ever taken!" she screamed. I giggled to myself. She had no idea.
Oh, Bonnaroo. You've made me quite the tough old bird.
And in response to the piss concern: I assume everything I touch or sit on at Bonnaroo is covered in piss, or worse. Anywhere else, piss would bother me. At Bonnaroo, I embrace it. Get dirty, ya'll. And then take freezing cold showers.
