i prepared for months for everything and anything bus drivers went on strike due to no lunch break i have a whole ticket tent,booze,dry white socks,new waterproof hikers,and a chaise lounge chair.set up tent towards main stage and hoped noone would fall on my tent.very little room to maneuver.skuse me,skuse me,skuse me.arrived thursday and hoped we wouldn't get rousted to camping area 1/2 mile away.i didn't move the 1st day.drank vodka,beer,and smoked big fatties.fine party people and relaxing on my chaise.many people started to congregate in a wide vast area.many tents,people,and flags.the only way to find your squat was a flag or tall tent as a landmark.if you ventured into the sea of people and tents you needed a land mark.1st morning music was yoga,meditating,chanting,humming or whatever.alot of recorded music until the local bands came out and help the feeling of celebration.by late after noon we felt that we had grown roots and enjoy the constant passing of a new and different person sharing and enjoying.thursday night seemed like a wave of darkness was passing by and steamrolling over our village.i think people were visiting and not staying or sharing what i would later fell was a unique happening.if we could survive the wave...friday morning was time to really venture into the outskirts and look for water.people were thinking the same as me and word spread about washup faucets and naked women.i guess 2 days in a puptent might do that.somehow i hooked up with a neighbor and made the grounds round.with all the people,the map and the reality didn't jive.i guess it was like 69 and the books get trown out and you make the best of the offerings.if you looked,or asked everything you needed was somewhere.i brought plenty of money.you could get woodstock token for cash but that fell through.money talks.my hiking boots were great and my socks were white.water.food souveniers