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| - Ever heard the line "Eat, Sleep, Rave, Repeat?"
That is the most concise and accurate description you can get for EDC. You have absolutely no time to do anything else if you want to survive this three-night clusterfuck that happens to also be FUCKING AMAZING.
What stands in the way of maximizing your time to "Eat, Sleep, Rave, Repeat" is this fucking speedway, which is SO NOT STRATEGICALLY LOCATED (soooo far from the oh-so-familiar strip, where 134,000 people from all over the world are staying). You are limited to MINIMUM hour-long one-way trips via personal car, shuttle, cab, limo, or party bus. Only if you're baller like Paris Hilton (two groups of friends ran into her, oh whaaaat) can you book private chopper rides and maybe catch the latter half of DJ Snake's set, WHICH I MISSED, THANKS TO FUCKING TRAFFIC. And 3LAU, why the hell was your set so fucking early on Friday?! Ugh.
Anyway, when you need every minute of sleep you can get and you want to see every set possible at EDC, you really don't have 2+ hours to lose on the road every day. SUCH A TIME WASTER.
And thank you, Insomniac, for making free water so inaccessible to people. Water refilling stations were far and few in between when there were so many more stands selling $5 bottles of shitty Dasani water. You know the kid that died the first night? Maybe you could've saved his life if he had easier access to water. Assholes. I was just hot and thirsty from dancing too much and even I was discouraged to refill my water bottle because I would've had to miss half of this AWESOME ANDREW RAYEL SET, and you bet your ass I am not missing ANDREW FUCKING RAYEL.
Despite the crowdedness, how quickly and unmanageably dirty the venue got, how even the largest stages were spilling out everywhere because there were just way too many people who wanted in on the same sets, how the music sounded so muffled from outside of the stages because it was impossible to get in, how I wanted to dance harder so many times but couldn't due to lack of space, and how I never seemed to feel hydrated enough due to limited access to water, I STILL HAD THE BEST FUCKING TIME OF MY LIFE AT EDC. You're with sooooo many of your dear friends, you make so many new friends, the most amazing lights and fireworks are accompanying the most beautiful electronic music, and everyone seems to be in a state of pure bliss. There's really nothing quite like it.
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