Flashing lights, basic bitches, pounding headaches, severe dehydration, and your’e on your 8th life just thinking how you are going to survive to the next day. You must be in the desert, and, technically you are right.
However, you are here for a different reason, it’s April and you are surrounded by palm tress and dilated pupils, its finally time for Coachella again. Easter didn’t even cross your mind and you almost forgot about 420, but it’s okay you spent every penny you have on the ridiculously priced tickets but you count not be happier.
If you are not from the west coast you probably don't get it, not being territorial, but its more of a tradition then a concert. If you take someone from lets say, Lincoln, Nebraska, they probably wouldn't be particularly dazzled by all the flower bras, foreign sounds, or anonymous drug dealing between a ladybug and an astronaut in the crowd.
Now if you are from California, that might be a different story. You probably stayed up the last couple nights helping your Coachella crush make her flower bra, or stayed up mixing your own beats in excitement for the next upcoming days, or who knows?, you might be the astronaut in the previous scenario.
You could show up early and realize how much dust you are actually breathing in the whole time to see people like: Joey Badass, A$AP Rocky, or G Eazy, but you will soon realize its worth it the first day, but you won’t wake up early enough the second day. But you're there live it up, thats probably the only sleep you'll get anyways.
In the evening, depending on what age you are, or not, again it is Coachella, is where most people find themselves “getting ready for the night”. After the closers come out, like: Calvin Harris, RL Grime, or Jack U, the roll is still heavy, your lucky just got smoked and your’e about to open another pack, and you're lost in a crowd of people wondering to yourself, “Where am I going to end up tonight?” as you and your friends walk to one of the closest hotels.
Although the dirt, sweaty bodies rubbing against you, the large numbers, and endless wonder about the weekend might never leave your mind and leave you overwhelmed, you know it was one of the best damn weekends of your life.