Won’t do anything or go anywhere that looks like it might involve a bad night’s sleep. Also seem to need to eat a lot more, and I’m absolutely appalling to be around if I miss a meal. Feels like I used to be able to last a whole day on a bowl of cereal but nowadays if we’re outside a restaurant and someone’s all “it looks nice, but can we look at the menu at that place over the road” my thoughts immediately turn to murder-suicide.
The above reasons mean that the idea of a camping festival now sounds like hell on earth to me.