Standing in lines.  You know it’s gonna happen at festivals, and there’s nothing much you can do about it.

I mean, you can plan ahead and try to outmaneuver the crowds, but they’ll all doing the same thing YOU are, so… y’know.

The real difference with an outdoorsfest is that you have a bunch of woods right next to you, and for those people who aren’t squeamish about it… well, let’s just say that they don’t have to worry quite so much about adding length to the bathroom lines.  They just have to worry about 1) how many and who’s been past the treeline before them and 2) therefore where they step, and 3) what was the description of poison ivy and poison oak and poison sumac, again?  Are you sure?