Ok I know it’s actually 4 days and there were over 80 bands that played at Bonnaroo this year- but for me, 18 bands in 3 days, is pretty damn good.
We kicked the weekend off in style by staying at the Loews in Nashville on Thursday night and after grabbing Lauren at the airport on Friday morning, we were off to Manchester. Upon arrival, first stop was at the local hotel I booked- a very quick stop after checking in and seeing the digs. After experiencing Manchester and the surrounding area last year, I knew it was going to rank high in the “worst hotels ever” list but I had at least hoped for clean sheets and towels. That hope was quickly dashed as we walked into our “suite” – my first thought was why the hell didn’t we grab pillows and towels at the Loews, especially since we were going back there 2 nights later. It was one of the most disgusting places I’ve ever seen, much less stayed at- not to mention it was missing a toilet in one of the bathrooms. I’m kicking myself now for not taking pictures of the “abortion bathroom” complete with a bloody tub- you had to see it to believe it but I’m pretty sure at least one took place there.
After a quick stop we got the hell out of dodge and I headed over to the fest with Andy- my partner in crime for Friday afternoon. After checking out the guest area, we decided to cruise into the Main stage area where we saw a massive amount of people on the other side of the gates. I pointed over at them and said they must be watching a good show, not even realizing they were all waiting to be let in- they hadn’t opened up the gates to the general public yet. Had we wanted to, we could have set up prime real estate on the rail, but instead we decided to hang out by the venders to watch everyone run in. I grabbed my phone and caught video of the “running of the bulls”. It was definitely a “had to be there” moment and a great way to kick off Bonnaroo.
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