Worst experience

[hotwaterbottle]

according to this thread, 2009 seemed to be a slightly bad year for many people..

[DeadAmos]

Worst thing thats happened to us was at V in 08

getting totally stuck in the mud trying to get out of the campervan field

when a nice man in a tractor came along and offered to tow us out

I think his name was Robin Bastard as he wanted £50

[pie_and_a_pint]

Point wel made - wellies do not make you invincible they just make you think you are .

[mkgirl1981]

wear sunscream and a hat! - 2009 i got such bad sunburn my arms had blisters and my face had a bad reaction to the sunburn, woke up on sunday morning looking similar to this - had to go see the onsite doctor who gave me a piriton which knocked me out and i didnt wake up till 6pm. only got to see the prodigy that night but could hardly see anything as i still had to wear my sunglasses as my face looked so bad

lesson learned - slather on the factor 50+ and wear a hat!

[cornelio]

98. Very wet. Tent was Pissing in water. Didn't have any change of clothes so was bollocks trying to repeg it outside. Tripped over a guy rope and was submerged in mud and very deep water. Was steaming drunk. Got up to try and get back into tend and fell again. Demolished the tent this time with my ex inside, monsoon weather, me standing covered in mud with my ex going ballistic, and loads off people watching the whole thing.

[JoeyT]

Last year I went on a stag do to magaluf the weekend before glastonbury. Drank all day fri, sat, sun and got back monday morning then went to glasto Tuesday evening and drank. Got up Wednesday morning and drank all day. Got up Thursday morning and drank all day. Got up Friday morning and drank all day. After raving up to groove armada I had the worse pain ever in my liver! So much so I had to retire back to my tent. All was okay though cos I got up saturday n drank all day again.

Haven't learnt a lesson cos I'd do it all over again but yeah probs worst thing that's happened at glasto for me.

[4AssedMonkey]

2009: Over enthusiasm with the cider without eating enough gave me the raging shits from Friday evening onwards. Missed Doves in the JP which I'm still really angry with myself about. It all came to a head on Sunday. Not only did I have to stand through the turgid nausea inducing Glasvegas set, I then stayed with my mates to watch Prodigy over Blur. Then ended the night shitting through the eye of a needle for the umpteenth time that weekend in a foetid turdis. Called it a day and set off for the tent, only to be passed by crowds of people who were literally weeping with joy over the Blur set, which i had been wanting to see. Bad day at the office that was.

2010: A combination of too much cider/whisky/sun and not enough water on Friday left me feeling a bit dodgy. Had a nap in the shade up against the Avalon tent, drank some water and then tried some ECA (ephedrine, caffeine, aspirin) as a pick me up. Think I overdid it as I was shaking like a constipated dog when the sun went down and feeling really off. Even though I was in a mess I could not sleep so spent the entire night in the tent in a cold sweat and didn't sleep a wink. Kept drinking the water though and by morning I was fine. Knackered but fine.

EDIT: I also broke 2 fingers in the eFests World Cup game on Thurs last year which have only last month properly healed due to problems with the tendons. The sunstroke/booze/drugs issue was worse though.

Edited June 3, 2011 by 4AssedMonkey

[ciderboy]

2004 monday morning was by far the worst time ever even away from glasto,

ran out of bennies on sunday afternoon and it was orbital closing the other stage on sunday night so we was knacked

1 of the guys came back with some so happy days here we go for a top end to the festy,whole night is a blur

cant remember anything about orbital at all,only thing i can remember is being at the radio 1 stage in the early hours of monday morn absolutely wired,dancing/shuffling in the mud completely out of it,coming round in the longdrops about 4 in the morning and getting back to the tent bout half 4

meanwhile miss cidey has plans for getting away first thing monday morn(up at 5 and away by 6) as 6 hours up north is a long time

so gets up and cant really do much and can see miss c giving me evils while packing away(she knew that i liked sweets)

no way could i drive so got in passenger seat white as a ghost with window open,can remember a guy on way out washing our tyres with a jet thingy and me being shit scared of him,got to 1st services and went to the toilets.Came back and nicci says where you been,apparently was gone an hour so gets back in car and had to stop and get into the back as the road was freaking me out,so sat in the back and whenever i looked up at the road had to hide and whenever i closed me eyes kept juddering awake so was f***** either way

6 hours later you can imagine what i was like and the steam was like from the mrs,got finished when i got back but she calmed down next day

god knows what i had but suspect K :angry:

moral - dont buy horse tranqualisers(knowingly or unknowingly)

[Liam13th]

Must make sure i dont have an experience like this

http://youtu.be/uUvL6RRf9O8

Edited June 3, 2011 by Liam13th

[Hermia]

Never really had a really bad experience at a Festival *touch wood*..

Although last year I was in West Holts, stood to the side texting my camping partner when this wasted lad walked up to me and attempted to take my phone out of my hand. From the look of shock on his face I don't think he expected my quick reflex to pull back, and he just stood and looked at me for a minute and then continued to stumble up the hill . To this day I don't know if he was messing about or attempting to nick my crummy old Sumsung..

[bianco]

The only bad experience I've had really apart from feeling detached a few times is 2007 ,after four days of rain I was stood watching the Who on the pyramid stage and it was the heaviest the rain had fell all week and I was thinking get me home,half an hour left of the set I marched back to the tent grabbed me bag and drove back to the north east (home)a 7 hour drive.....drunk high and tired.SHAME.

[bambina]

2010 I wisely decided to take my kit back to the car early instead of waiting till after Stevie Wonder finished.

Unwisely I decided to do two trips in the middle of the afternoon, sweated off all my sunscreen and the result was a severe sunburn.

Left festival after Stevie, by this time im in pain and blisters the size of my hand are appearing on my back, make driving agony. Hit the motorway, looking forward to the Travelodge room that I had booked on the M6 near Birmingham.

Start to see notices that the M6 is closed at the junction that I need to come off at, over shoot and can't get anywhere near the damn place. Stop at different Travelodge and have to lay on the bed with a wet towel on my back trying to take the heat off.

WAke up at 6am and drive into work, sit on chair and blisters on my back burst!!!

[snipe]

Our exit strategy in 2007 was to wander into Pilton have a nice pint at The Crown with possibly a bit of a nice soup and sandwich while waiting for a taxi. It had worked in 2005. First off one of our group got advised to head out Pedestrian Gate B if we wanted to go to Pilton. This MIGHT have been true if any of the roads were open but we got sent off on an increasing long detour up a hugely steep hill dragging all our gear in a horrible misty rain.

To this day I have no idea what possessed me to listen to this person and not insist on going out Gate A especially as I knew that was only a 15min walk to Pilton. I honestly think that walk took us 2 hours. We then arrived at Pilton to discover that The Crown was closed and the police were advising we couldn't stop there. So in the end we had to go back to the festival (via gate A) and queue for another 3 hours for coaches in a bizarre combination of sun and rain.

We eventually made it back to Bristol airport at 8pm. Fortunately had gone for the later flight so arrived just in time for the check in. As we'd filled our heads with ideas of soup and sandwiches at The Crown we didn't bother getting anything to eat before leaving the festival so the entire day was spent starving, hungover, miserable and everyone in a horrible mood.

Three lessons learned. Don't listen to random drunk peoples direction advice. Don't deny yourself food on the basis of some mystical future meal that may or may not materialise. Don't arrive to a festival with 180,000 others without a proper plan for getting out. Also bonus lesson though one I'd already followed anyway which paid off: Always book the later flight.

[mrtourette]

98. Very wet. Tent was Pissing in water. Didn't have any change of clothes so was bollocks trying to repeg it outside. Tripped over a guy rope and was submerged in mud and very deep water. Was steaming drunk. Got up to try and get back into tend and fell again. Demolished the tent this time with my ex inside, monsoon weather, me standing covered in mud with my ex going ballistic, and loads off people watching the whole thing.

[LittlemissC]

Mine was at T in the park a few years ago. We camped up in the only bit of grass left (it had been pissing it down for a couple of hours), only to find we were down hill of a slurry pit for cattle!

More rain= our tents floating in watery shit!

And in true festie style we just lifted them and moved to another area and carried on regardless. By feck I was ill for days after that !

Lesson - I just don't camp at T anymore, too many dodgy tummy memories...

[simonthecyclist]

Not at Glastonbury, but at Sziget last year.

One of the days we went into Budapest to sample the awesome baths. Enjoyed that immensely. Decided to walk back into town and realised my shoes had f**ked up causing extreme agony. By the time we got back to the island I was hobbling, barely able to walk.

I could hardly walk for the entirety of the festival.

Lesson: Take decent shoes to a festival and don't walk in broken shoes.

[muddyslingbax]

I pissed myself running from Dizzee Rascal up to the Park Stage to see "Radiohead". Didn't even catch any of it & I don't even like Radiohead.

[sisterofmercy]

Haven't really had one apart from nearly passing out last year due to the heat. I learned that I don't drink enough water and that I pushed myself too far (we were trying to get across the site really quickly, that was clearly a mistake).

[Tenner Huey]

2004 monday morning was by far the worst time ever even away from glasto,

ran out of bennies on sunday afternoon and it was orbital closing the other stage on sunday night so we was knacked

1 of the guys came back with some so happy days here we go for a top end to the festy,whole night is a blur

cant remember anything about orbital at all,only thing i can remember is being at the radio 1 stage in the early hours of monday morn absolutely wired,dancing/shuffling in the mud completely out of it,coming round in the longdrops about 4 in the morning and getting back to the tent bout half 4

meanwhile miss cidey has plans for getting away first thing monday morn(up at 5 and away by 6) as 6 hours up north is a long time

so gets up and cant really do much and can see miss c giving me evils while packing away(she knew that i liked sweets)

no way could i drive so got in passenger seat white as a ghost with window open,can remember a guy on way out washing our tyres with a jet thingy and me being shit scared of him,got to 1st services and went to the toilets.Came back and nicci says where you been,apparently was gone an hour so gets back in car and had to stop and get into the back as the road was freaking me out,so sat in the back and whenever i looked up at the road had to hide and whenever i closed me eyes kept juddering awake so was f***** either way

6 hours later you can imagine what i was like and the steam was like from the mrs,got finished when i got back but she calmed down next day

god knows what i had but suspect K :angry:

moral - dont buy horse tranqualisers(knowingly or unknowingly)

[tilt]

a 7 hour drive.....drunk high and tired.SHAME.BELLEND.

[sisterofmercy]

The only bad experience I've had really apart from feeling detached a few times is 2007 ,after four days of rain I was stood watching the Who on the pyramid stage and it was the heaviest the rain had fell all week and I was thinking get me home,half an hour left of the set I marched back to the tent grabbed me bag and drove back to the north east (home)a 7 hour drive.....drunk high and tired.SHAME.

[kly]

The only bad experience I've had really apart from feeling detached a few times is 2007 ,after four days of rain I was stood watching the Who on the pyramid stage and it was the heaviest the rain had fell all week and I was thinking get me home,half an hour left of the set I marched back to the tent grabbed me bag and drove back to the north east (home)a 7 hour drive.....drunk high and tired.SHAME.

[Spindles]

2009 was definitely the year of bad experience on herbals! No surprise they weren't dotted all over the site again in 2010 (largely because most of their stock was no longer quite so legal by then, I suspect).

I was running low on doobage by saturday afternoon and fancied a little pick me up to extend my evening and check out the naughty corner as I'd turned down the offer of going with friends the previous 2 nights so I could have the energy to enjoy the following day. I enquired at one of said herbal stalls and was told that I should take 2, wait 20 mins, take another 2, wait 20 mins and see how I felt, then add 1 as a top up when I felt it was required.

Off I trotted to Kasabian, necking 2 on the way and another couple about 20 mins into the gig (washed down with neat rum). 20 mins later and not even a tickle, it's been an hour, thinks me, so another 2 fly down the hole. By the end of the gig I'm getting a bit of a tickle, but 75cl of rum is no longer in my possession, so I head off to mandela bar, buy a pint, park my arse to skin up and happily chat to randoms.

Flash! I'm staggering past Bruce springsteen's image on a screen in the pyramid crowd. It is dark, I'm not sure what happened as my last memory was sat at mandela in the setting sun.

Flash! I'm now walking like someone with no control over their limbs in dance village, I don't know what time it is at this point.

Flash! I'm stood outside my tent. It is 3:30am, I am completely soaked from head to foot with the exception of my left shoulder. I stink.

I stripped off, tried to wash as best I could with baby wipes, changed into clean clothes and tried to get some sleep, was buzzing like a fridge and couldn't. By 9am it's baking, so I go for a wander and at this point discover that of the 12 legals I had, I now have none. I either had the lot or lost the rest, who knows, I never will! I wandered ALL day, not able to rest, buzzing horribly whilst having the worst come down of my life (got a bit tearful missing the kids at one point), not able to eat and not able, even, to smoke. It was only after a standpipe wash and another change of clothes (the sweat coming out of me stunk like you wouldn't believe) that I started to feel normal again.

To this day I have no other memory than those 3 flashes between the end of kasabian and finding myself stood outside my tent. Was quite scary and a real lesson to me.

[Aragorn]

I have had one or two experiences like spindles. Its why I only drink these days lol

[rubenz]

Moral of the story - stick to illegal drugs!