Hardly Strictly Bluegrass

My experience at Hardly Strictly Bluegrass, the annual folk rock music festival in Golden Gate Park, was unexciting to say the least. I arrived fifteen minutes early to the start of it on the second day, a sunny, peaceful weekend segment. I watched as families laid with their children and friends and stayed put while listening to the music. There was no head bashing, raving, mosh-pitting, or even airs of irritation as people trampled in a too crowded field. All of these components were present my previous years of visiting. It was evenly spaced and somewhat quiet besides the faint sounds of bluesy folk music wafting through the air. I bought many three overpriced lemonades and several other food items even though I wasn't hungry just to try and make the transition of approaching a stranger a little easier since we'd be standing in a line together anyways. It worked, but only with the woman serving me food, which is why I continued buying lemonade...it was good anyways. I approached a couple workers to get quotes as well and they were very willing to give me some answers, which I appreciated. I feel as though I could have delved more into the interviewing part and will certainly try and improve upon stepping out of my comfort zone more. I think my story will be more geared towards the event as a family attraction and the general appreciation the public has for the festival as a family friendly, peaceful event.