The overall experience was so good, ridiculously so. When I look back on not just the festival, but my entire experience in England, I can't even believe how undeniably good it was. There's no need for me to use extravagant words like amazing, awesome, wonderful, or any other number of superlatives. Good encompasses everything from my amazing adventures to nights spent watching tv or making dinner.
Buuuut, that's a tangent. Back to Glastonbury. This was an intense way to end my time in England and possibly the best way. It felt like a supercharged, hyperactive indulgence of British culture. I saw a lot of UK-based bands perform, some of which, I was probably the only person in a gigantic crowd not singing along. Not knowing a lot of the bands gave me a lot of time to enjoy new music, but also to people watch. I don't know if I've ever noticed how happy people listening to live music can be, how their excitement is sort of addicting, and how adorable it is to watch people sing and dance.
The weather was pretty delightful too. Really warm for the most part with some rain. I've never been to a festival (or any concert) where wellies and a rain coat are a must. It was a lot of fun watching everyone bust out their raincoats when the drizzle started. Also, seeing everyone trudge through the mud in wellies was just great.
Your Broad (No Longer)Abroad,