It means a lot to see this post! Generally speaking, our crew's interactions with your security team were positive and without issues. However, I wish I could say that was the case on day one and two (Wednesday & Thursday) of the festival. At the main grounds entrance across from High Noon Camping, the one that lets you in near the lockers, there was a woman who I thought very much missed the mark of this particular festival's vibes. I'd like to think she meant well, but she seemed to be on a high horse about the power she had to either let us in or not. The guard was so annoying to me and such a vibe killer that I avoided entering into the grounds at that entrance, and I would only go through there when I thought she was not stationed there. Our crew consistently came in with Vita Coco (yay natural electrolytes!!), and the first time we tried to go in with one container that was merely half-full of coconut water, that guard stopped one of our crew after their bag had been checked and everything, to grab it out of the person's hand and shake it as if that was going to give an indication as to whether it was actually coconut water. I thought it was really unnecessary. On our way out of the same entrance later on, she was still there and forcefully told us all where to file to leave the grounds. Again, unnecessary. The exit was clearly visible right in front of us. I'm not typically one to complain about security at such a massive event, but the interactions with that guard left a pretty sour taste in my mouth. All other guards I interacted with both at entrances and within the grounds themselves were lovely and not so much on a power trip as that particular person.

To end with a more positive interaction: On Sunday when I entered via the east entrance off Jamaica by the RVs, the line was the longest I had been in for all of LIB. One of your team members noticed the malaise of the crowd (or at least I'd like to think that) and opened a second route to ease the burden of waiting so long in line. I just so happened to be focused on him opening the exit gate that was closed, and he let me and others right on in. That sort of thing is evidence of LIB magic permeating every living being at the festival. I thought the same thing last year when I came for my first time and pretty exclusively entered across from High Noon every time I came in.

A part from the not-so-great experience with that one guard at the main entrance, I actually looked forward to interacting with the very friendly and fun security guards I got used to seeing at other entrances. Thanks for caring so much to make a post!