COMFORT ZONES...

“We are so accustomed to the comforts of "I cannot", "I do not want to" and "it is too difficult" that we forget to realize when we stop doing things for ourselves and expect others to dance around us, we are not achieving greatness. We have made ourselves weak.”
― Pandora Poikilos

So I went to Splashy Fenn... And did the sky fall in... No, said Chicken Licken...

I was scared - and maybe that's an understatement... I was shitfuckinganxiously scared...

I had hurdles to overcome...
Three days of sleeping in a car (I'm a seasoned camper - but hey I was a car virgin).
And where were the portaloos when you needed them (did I say portaloos...?)
Hot Showers - hell no (maybe there were a few - but the queue was over an hour long and the water ran out occasionally) - I mean, how do you time your shower so that the queues were manageable and the people had buggered off and not taken the bloody water with them...?
The people - all 8000 of them...!!!
The noise (the drunken people stumbling about, shrieking loudly into the wee hours of the morning)...
The drugs (marijuana has just been legalised so why wouldn't people go apeshit?)
Even the music...

And where was my safe space...?

Who knew the car would be warm and comfy (and even quiet), that the toilets weren't fuck-far - and were also clean.  Who needs showers when you can have a lovely warm bucket bath in a camping shower (that doubles up as a dressing room) - 15 minutes and you're clean and shiny and bright..
And the people were awesome... No hugely pissed people (except maybe me one night - but that's another story) and no drugged up zombies... Just normal happy families and friends out to enjoy themselves...

I made a decision a few years ago that I was going to say "YES" to every opportunity that didn't compromise my integrity and value systems....   Its always been easy for me to say no - to stay safe...  But my time has come...

Yes, I'm wearing a garbage bag...
Yes, I'm drinking a mix of gin, beer and granadilla...
No, maybe I won't be drinking it again...