Monday, April 25, 2016

First Coachella Experience

Purchasing tickets through the Coachella website was insane.  I remember tickets went on sale June 2015 and as soon as it was 11AM Pacific Time, it seemed like everyone and their moms were on the website trying to get a chance at scoring bracelets for the holy grail of festivals.  I was sitting impatiently in front of my laptop screen in hopes that the pinwheel of death would eventually lead me to the next page. By the time the screen directed me to the next page, the only option available was Weekend 2.  Weekend 1 sold out in less than those what seemed like the longest 60 seconds of my life.  So bummed and surprised that Weekend 1 tickets sold out in under just under a minute, I almost decided not to go but the thought of “I’ll go next year”—like I said the past three years—killed me more than just purchasing Weekend 2 tickets. 

Fast forward to April 2016 and someone from Girls Takeover Festivals FB group was willing to do an even trade.  I have to admit, trying to find someone reliable to swap with heightens your sense of paranoia.  The countless horror stories of innocent people getting scammed increases feelings of distrust in people even though others may be in the same position.  Luckily for me, everything went smooth and I was all set for Weekend 1 (well, for the most part).  Finding a hotel last minute was a little hectic, but everything turned out quite alright.

On our way to the festival, the temperature gauge in my car would gradually move up and down.  In my head I was thinking, if this car breaks down on me—the Lord be testing me and my patience.  Concerned, Eric suggested we stop by a gas station to check out the engine—other than the fact that my car started to make noises—everything seemed fine.  Just to let the car cool down, we took a pit stop at the Cabazon Dinosaurs where P-Nut and I will start taking our yearly quick pic with Mr. T-Rex.  As soon as we arrived Palm Springs, we dropped P-Nut off, and went straight to the festival.

The first thing I see once we get closer and closer to the festival grounds is the infamous Ferris Wheel going round and round, glistening in front of the sun while it sets.  Possibly the best time to go.  The air gets colder, and the colorful lights from the uniquely large installations stands out against the dark night sky, and there’s music resonating all around from the six sound stages.  Some stages faint than others, but audible in every direction you face.  And everyone is ready for a good time.

If you know me, you know that #FattyLikesToEat and trust me I ate.  After admiring and taking in all that was surrounding me, I went directly to where my nose would wander--straight to the massive lines to where the food vendors were.  It was pretty difficult to control my appetite but I was able to try at least some of what I thought was the best of the best at the festival.  A hearty meat sandwich from Claremont’s The Meat Cellar, crab fries drenched in a garlic aoli **DROOL**, a lobster roll on crispy, buttered buns (well-worth the $$$), carne asada tacos to satisfy my Mexican craving… And don't forget the elotes... Mm, that Mexican corn though...  All within a span of three days of course.  There were soooo many options to choose from that I couldn't help myself to all these delicious goodies.


I’ll admit, the glitz and glamour of Coachella appealed to me on so many levels.  The influences of social media and the increased awareness brought so much attention that I too felt the need to be a part of, especially when half the office becomes “ill” and it’s a constant reminder that you are not a part of the excitement.  At Coachella I discovered that allowing myself to submerge in a free-spirited arena full of festival-goers provided a natural high.  A high that I really enjoyed and more importantly, have more of an appreciation for art installations, live music and performances by talented artists like—just to name a few—Ellie Goulding, Guns ‘N’ Roses, Halsey, Aluna George, Jack U, Disclosure... 

Definitely have the Monday Blue’s but I am confident enough to say that I will be going again next year.  It’s been real Coachella 2016! 

Until next time!


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