I’ve been hitting up music festivals for over a decade. As a music festival veteran, and on the brink of 30, I thought it was about time to hang up my festival fringe… but not without one last hooray. And OK I still might go to Coachella if the situation presents itself… but I’ve spent enough time / energy / money / footsteps at music festivals.
So, Cassondra and I decided to pack our bags and head to Chicago for Lollapalooza. This festival crossed off a lot of firsts: my first time to Chicago, to the Mid West, and to a four day festival. FOUR DAYS. It was a lot. The festival started on a Thursday and went through Sunday. We arrived Thursday mid afternoon and made it to our hotel and out the door just in time to catch Lana Del Rey.