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After last night’s opening events, here are a couple tips for both festival goers, and promoters.
No be shame fo’ bring da sleeping bags and camping comforters–’cause not only is it sha-weet to stretch out under the stars, if you’re staying for the 10pm showings, you’ll need them. Just after 11pm, a cold Kaupo wind whips in from up around da hill, the grass starts to dew, and die-hards-only make it through to the end. But be careful: they don’t call them “comforters” for nothing. It’s a fine line between being too comfortable (and falling asleep) and freezing your sweet potatoes off (not to mention a little uncomfortable asking to spoon with a stranger). If you do fall asleep (like I did, toward the end of Home, when they got WAY too preachy/depressing), no worries–they’ll wake you up with a big bright lawn light. Cold or no, it’s so nice out there that if you do snooze a little, you’ll wish they’d leave you ’till morning.
Oh, you can rent chairs for $5 or buy ’em for $10, too. At first I thought I was being sooo smart by buying one. Sorry, these Tommy Bahama hand me downs aren’t even worth the rental fee. But, they do sell beach mats for just a buck (and you can pay in cash).
For food and beverage purchases, you gotta get script first ($1 = 1 script). Go ahead and just change out a 20spot (or more). They’ve got a list of all the offerings at the script booth, so you can calculate precisely, if you want to get technical. However, this might add to why the line is long and slow—the whole reason I’m recommending getting a bunch of script early so you’re not missing the movie when all you want is another Coke. Real food will run you $8 – 15, with drinks and snacks averaging $2 a pop. I had the Greek wrap from Gannon’s (9 script) which had tons of flavor. It was dark, so I couldn’t see, but I tasted feta, pesto and eggplant. I really wanted the fruit and cheese platter (12 script), but it looked a little light to me. My buddy got on of the meaty dishes, and while I couldn’t see that either, it smelled super ono.
But you know what? There needed to be a little something left for the aforementioned die-hards who made it to the bitter end. Like, just a table with cups of coffee and bottles of whatever. We all needed something for the drive home and maybe had a script or two burning holes in our pockets. Why divert all that dough to the gas stations?
Parking is ample in the big grass lot and big buses regularly make their loop route to shuttle you to the gates (and in a way, part of the experience). But go for a drink and pupus at Gannon’s before hand and park at the cinema site for just $7.