My first and only other Coachella was 2010, which might as well have been called Crowdchella.
Though my friends and co-workers who had been to the fest before complained, I didn’t know any better and secretly wondered if the long lines, general inability to move around freely (Heading from the Sahara tent to the Outdoor Theatre? That must’ve taken 20 to 30 minutes.) and hours waiting in the parking lot at night were merely a little bit worse than usual. Continue Reading