As we were finishing our set, we could see some nasty-looking clouds rolling in. We packed up our stuff as quickly as we could as the festival officials told everyone to take cover under the interstate overpasses that were right beside the stage. So, we mingled with some folks under the bridge until the bottom dropped out. I'm talking serious rain. Luckily a van came to take us to our hotel. We all piled in the van, except for Bo. He had gone to the other stage to watch a show and ended up getting stuck under a different bridge along with a few thousand other people.
So we made out way over to Bo, and as we approached this crowd of people started to part, as if to let us drive through. I immediately thought to myself, "Bad idea." And it was. The driver decided to take them up on the offer and drove into the parting crowd. I never experienced Beatlemania firsthand, but after this I can imagine it was absolutely ridiculous. We got towards the middle of the crowd, surrounded by a couple thousand people, and then the crowd decided to stop parting. It quickly turned from cool Beatlemania experience to scary riot experience. People were getting so mad at us for trying to drive through this crowd that they started yelling at us and hitting the sides of the van.
In the meantime, Bo is having to push his way through this crowd to get to us. He finally got to the van and got in, and after about ten more minutes of security guards clearing our way through a torrent of verbal abuse we got out. We got to our hotel just in time to get a few hours of sleep before catching our 6am flight back to Boston.
Oh jeez why did we end up in the parking ramp and not under the overpass. Dang it.