Ahh summer, the time of trips to the beach, beer gardens and sleeping in a tent in a muddy field that comes with attending a festival. Although I’m not attending one this year in prior years I have been an avid festival goer. I used to love nothing more than the thrill of live music. Now I have my daughter to consider and throwing that kind of money on a weekend in a field isn’t something I can afford to do but it really is one of my fondest memories of my early adult life. So I’ve put together a post about packing for a festival, the old school way…