After trying (and failing) to get ourselves to Glastonbury for a couple of years running, finally we made it to the Isle of Wight Festival this year to see what all this English festival fuss is all about. We arrived Thursday night in the rain together with about 50,000 other people to get set up and ready for 3 days of acts across 3 stages.
Luckily we had pre-booked into the 'Respect' field - which just required us to agree to take our tent home again (!? didn't realise this was an option!?) and in return for this massive concession we got to pitch our tent on some high ground in a dedicated little area (with our little love flag flying proudly - top photo). However the non-Respecters got the lower ground which, after a solid three days of lead-up rain, was starting to look like some kind of post-apocalyptic swamp refugee city. We still had to trudge through most of it to get to the stages, but armed with some trusty new gumboots this was not a problem!
The acts were great - particularly the headliners (Tom Petty, Pearl Jam and Bruce Springsteen - Tom Petty below) and by Monday morning we were relaxed, slightly dirtier than when we had arrived but had survived our first festival. There was even some sun on Monday morning for our ferry trip home!
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