When every other festival I’ve camped at this summer came with a weather warning of heavy rainfall and gale force winds, I was expecting the worst for Electric Picnic. Up until 3pm of the Friday it kicked off, my weather app threatened rainfall around 5ish, but it never came. Not one drop of rain fell over Stradbally that weekend, and wasn’t I the fool to have claimed to be “done” with the outdoors.
Instead of camping all weekend and basking like a smug crocodile, I was self-appointed designated driver who skedaddled circa midnight on Friday, just as Billie Eilish closed out the Main Stage, making sure my three lovely pals were tucked up in bed by 2am with a pint of water and a hot water bottle for their aching limbs.
As access reviews go, my exploration of the slightly rejigged Electric Picnic site is limited, but its good access is blatantly obvious. On the go since 2004, it took a while for Electric Picnic to actually implement an accessible policy that properly benefitted people with physical disabilities, but since roughly 2013, you can rely on them for providing the best access facilities in the campsite and at every stage, bar the woods. Woodlands, especially the sodden kind, will never be our friend.
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