Woodstock: Not for me

So let me start off by addressing what a huge ACL baby I am. While I continually find myself regretting spending my money on the festival after the eternity-feeling weekend is over, I somehow always find myself buying tickets for the next festival. To set the stage, let me first announce how I have a strong theory that I am an old, cranky man stuck inside an angsty teenager's body. And let me tell ya, while there are several things I LOVE about ACL, there are even more things I could definitely live without.

Things I like:
- The music, duh. However I make a rule of only buying a ticket if there are a minimum of 3 bands I like and know well per day.
- The FOOD. Oh man, mighty cone get in my belly. I could eat those delicious fried geometric taco things day and night.
- The atmosphere (to the extent of being able to trot around outside)

Things I do NAHT like:
- The crowds: I never told the peasants they could touch me! How dare they.
-The prices: As much as I love that mighty cone, it is mighty pricey. Like eight bucks for a taco thing? Boo.
- The sass: I swear, the people at ACL get meaner every year. I get stepped on, shoved, cursed at, you name it. And excuse me for shoving you to the ground and pitching your dollar sunglasses after you performed an open beer-helicopter over my head, then vomited where I was standing.
-The exhaustion: I am not made to stand all day and wander from stage to stage in the heat. I am a religious napper, and I get wiped out.
- The sunburn: I am ginger, hear my dying skin roar.

Anywhoo, Woodstock pretty much seems like ACL on hippy steroids, and I don't think I could last a day. However, I have a really nice appreciation for Woodstock, in regards to the dedication of the millions of hippies, the inspiration it induced as the first of many spectacular music shows, and the revolution it created in the music world. Those fans sat through a wild rain storm, and if I thought ACL wore me out, they didn't even get to go home at night! Woodstock was simply incredible, however, I just simply am not hardcore enough to handle it.