It's that time of year, where people come from far and wide to trek along in Golden Gate Park amongst 200,000 others. In San Francisco, the first weekend of August calls for wavy dancing in the woods and intoxicated people consuming infinite amounts of fried food. This is the music festival Outside Lands. You get dirty, sore, and exhausted, but always leave in the happiest daze. This was my third year in a row in attendance, so I consider myself quite the expert now. But even with my years of experience, things can always, and will always, go awry. So my number one rule for surviving this festival is to just go with it. Within the first day, I spilled orange soda on my beige dress, broke my favorite vintage backpack, and cut my thumb open. But you cannot let these small things ruin your experience, because frankly, these tickets are expensive as hell, and no one likes a negative Nancy. So don't cry over spilled beer.

Until next year!