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Our first night in Hvar was one of the few nights left of our short, two-week trip, and I was staying in. This behavior, I should explain, is atypical for me. Especially since I found myself on an island filled with rich Europeans and a nightclub (Veneranda) in the ruins of an ancient monastery.

However, reality had hit me like a brick wall. We were on our fourth city in under two weeks and had been on the go constantly. I found myself completely exhausted and racked with a summer cold. My night of taking it easy may have been forced, but it was still much needed and quite effective. At some point, every vagabond gets tired of traveling. The following are the best strategies to deal with your travel burnout.

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BEEEEEEEEEEEEPP!!

My eyes snapped open.

BEEEEEEEEEEEEPP!!

My mind hazy, I looked for a clock, while trying to remember where I was.

BEEEEEEEEEEEEPP!!

The red digits showed 5:13 AM. Wonderful. A fire alarm was waking me up in the middle of the night in…..New Zealand! That’s right. I’m in Queenstown for a long weekend.

BEEEEEEEEEEEEPP!!

Now I was about to be standing outside in the freezing cold of a South Island winter because some joker pulled the fire alarm. NOT sweet as.

As expected, the awful beeping was a false alarm and, after a few minutes spent huddled in the convenience store next door for warmth, we filed back into the hostel, Nomads Queenstown, for what was left of the night.

Obviously, pulling the fire alarm, especially in the middle of the night, is a dick move. After that, the rules of hostel etiquette are a bit more nuanced. Here is our handy guide to winning friends and avoiding being that guy/girl while hosteling.

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On my first trip to Coachella, in 2011, I drank three liters of water through the first two sets of the day and still didn’t need to pee. I was definitely dehydrated.

Standing in a crowd of people, in 100+ degree heat, in direct sunlight is a great way to get dehydrated.

Bands reminded everyone to drink more water during their mid-set banter. Not Lovefoxxx, the lead singer of CSS. She urged the crowd, “Let’s get dehydrated!”

The Coachella Valley Music and Arts Festival is a monster, three-day festival that takes place every April in Indio, CA, just east of Palm Springs and a two hour drive from Los Angeles. In 2012, the festival expanded to two consecutive weekends with identical lineups.

Over the last 10+ years, Coachella has grown into one of the preeminent music festivals in the US and the world. I spotted numerous Australians and even a group of Ecuadorians, who came all the way to California for the concert.

2011 was my first year attending Coachella, and I made every possible rookie mistake. Let my screw-ups serve as a guide for you. 2016 will be my fifth, and possibly final, Coachella. I’m writing this from the perspective of a thirty-one year old music lover, not a twenty-two year old party animal. This post is a survival guide. You don’t need anyone’s advice for how to have a good time.

Here’s what I wish I knew before attending Coachella.

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