Check in on the official site first, lots of good info here.

Q: Security? Read the eFests guide here.

Q: How far is it between stages?
Check out this cool chart Keef made on eFests:
Remember it slows down hugely if there's rain or you're near a busy stage at the start or end of headline acts.

Q: How much does beer and food cost?
Similar to pub prices at the bars for drinks - 3 quid + or so for a pint. Here's the price chart at the Red Flag (real ale) bar near the Acoustic stage (photo from jameshunt on eFests)

Food - around 5-7 pounds for a "main" type dish - a curry, or similar

Q: What are the "signature" Glasto foods and drinks?
Brothers cider bus next to Jazz World
Spiced somerset cider
Red Flag Real Ale tent
Jamaican Curry Goat
Tea and Toast
"Pauline Fowler" Growler Baguette
Nachos up at Park

Q: How much cash should I bring?
There are ATMs on site but the queues are apparently generally quite long (I've never used them). I would suggest bringing, say, 200 quid? Imagine what you would spend on a night out drinking and eating with friends in a pub, then multiply that by the number of days you'll be at Glasto. 5 days, 40 quid = 200. You don't have to spend it all!

Q: How do I make my camera last the festival?
The key rules to making digicams last the fest are:

1. Always switch off the second you've taken the shot. Even if you'll take another in 30 seconds. It's the being on bit which uses much more power than turning on/off. (Do not apply car battery mentality!!)

2. Don't review any photos whilst you're there unless it's a portrait or something particularly important.

3. Turn off the LCD screen totally for general use if you can. If there are controls to dim the screen, dim it as much as possible, it will make it hard to see in daylight but just put up with it.

4. Any auto-off, power management stuff, turn up to full.

5. Be careful about how you put it into the bag if (like mine) the on-button can accidentally be pressed. How many times have I pulled my camera out to find freshly charged battery has run dead in the bag, grrrr!

6. Buy spare batteries.. eBay etc, shop around to avoid the outrageous P&P charges some of them levy.

7. Flash - clearly try to use it as little as possible. Anything more than 3m away.. flash is no use! The number of times you see people taking photos of landscapes and their flash keeps going!!!

8. Disposable cameras - if you're useless at losing things, you may wish to bring a couple of disposables rather than risk your digicam. That said, many people bring expensive dSLRs along and take some amazing photos. Your decision..

Q: What times are bars open?
Most bars are operated by the WBC (Workers Beer Company). The following are the times from 2008 - NB: these may have changed for this year, but presumably not greatly.

1 Mandela - Open Wednesday 3pm-1am Then daily from 11am-1am
2 Workers Charter - Open Thursday 3pm - 2am Then daily from 11am-2am
3 Bread & Roses - Open Wednesday onwards 11am-2am 
4 Traders - Open Monday onwards 5pm-2am
5 Dreamtime - Open Thursday 7pm-12am Then daily from 11am-12am
6 LeftField - Open Wednesday 3pm-1am Then daily from 11am-3am
7 1st May - Open Wednesday 3pm-1am Then daily from 11am-1am
8 District 6 - Open Thursday 3pm-1am Then daily from 11am-1am
9 Solidarity - Open Wednesday onwards 11am-2am
10 Red Flag - Open Thursday 12pm-12am Then daily from 11am-12am
11 Guest Bar - Open Thursday onwards 12pm-3am
12 Union Local - Open Friday onwards 11am - 3am
13 Tolpuddle - Open Wednesday 3pm-3am Then daily from 12pm-3am
14 Dance Lounge - Open Thursday 7pm-3am Then daily from 1pm-3am
15 Queens Head - Open Thursday 3pm-3am Then daily from 11am-3am
16 The Glade - Open Thursday 7pm-4am Then daily from 1pm-4am
17 Jazz Lounge - Open Wednesday 5pm-3am Then daily from 11am-3am
18 Avalon Inn - Open Thursday 7pm-2am Then daily from 11am-2am
19 Park Bar - Open Wednesday 3pm-2am Then daily from 11am-2am
20 Stone Bridge Bar - Open Wednesday 3pm-4am Then daily from 1pm-4am
21 Stone Bridge (ext) - Open Wednesday 3pm-4am Then daily from 1pm-4am
22 Lower Mead - Open Wednesday 3pm-2am Then daily from 11am-2am
23 The Pub (Shangri-La) - Open Thursday - 6pm-Midnight Then Friday - Sunday Midday-6am
24 Rum Shack (Shangri-La) - Open Thursday - 6pm-Midnight Then Friday - Sunday 6pm-6am
25 Base Line (Shangri-La) - Open Thursday - 6pm-Midnight Then Friday - Sunday 6pm-6am
26 DADA Club (Shangri-La) - Open Thursday - 6pm-Midnight Then Friday - Sunday 6pm-6am
27 Village Bar - Everyday 5pm-4am
28 Red Bull - Open Thursday Midday (tbc)
29 Downlow (Trash City) - Open Thursday onwards 9pm-6am
30 Dragstrip (Trash City) - Open Thursday onwards 9pm-6am
31 Theatre (Trash City) - Open Thursday onwards 9pm-6am
Q: Glastonbury, it's not just about the music. So what is it about? The following harvested from contributions to the eFestivals thread here:

For me it's the friends I meet up with each year (though to be fair I could meet up with them at other fests) so, in no particular order it's:

The beautiful site. Set in a bowl where you can look across to the other hillside lit up by campfires at night. 

The view of The Pyramid from the hillside - and from under the Oak tree where you can appreciate the enormity of the whole thing.

The food. Great choice of food from all over the world. You could eat from a different country every day and no need to look at a burger all week.

The Stone Circle. What a wonderful place to sit and chill.

The flags. Such colour.

The craft fields and stalls. Amazing to watch people making such beautiful things.

It's just how it really shouldn't work but it just does.

It's amazing how thousands of people can move from one place to another in an organised chaos,

and the way that EVERYone smiles,

It's just the way I'd imagine heaven would be if there was one....

It's the dizzying glee when that Wednesday night sunset cheer goes up all across the site, everyone united in one all-mighty WOOOOOOO!

It's the fact you can waltz to an eastern-European polka band in the mud with a man in a massive red balloon (no, I wasn't on acid).

It's the fact all my friends can have that time together, and, come rain or shine, we'll have a blast.

It's the pond walk

It's Tony Benn

It's the smallest disco in the WORLD

It's finding the LOVE

It's the fact that when I take my son for the first time, I know he will be able to get trapeeze lessons 

It's the pyrotechnics you can see from the stone circle every night, although you never quite make your way to see them

It's the fact you can gather round a camp fire with your mate who plays the guitar, and by sunrise you've also aquired an irish drum, a flute and a bottle of aftershock haha

It's the rabbit hole

It's the politics

It's the funny man trying to climb up the flag pole in front of the Jazz/World stage on the Wednesday night that captures the attention of all around him

It's the art

It's learning about the work of the CND

It's the sights, sounds, touch, taste and smells....its home

And believe me, I f**king love music on top of all that

Being constantly drunk for five days in a place which is somewhere akin to Utopia.

The food.

The fact that you can see the most eclectic and random selection of bands all in the space of a day.

Finding things you've never found before.

The flags blowing in the wind.

The sheer beauty of the Vale of Avalon.

The cool, funky, brilliant people!

But most of all:

Just being able to BE for a few days.

(it is partly about the music, and the wide-range thereof).

Discovery of brilliant music you wouldn't normally watch or hear of, plus shit people have heard of to keep them happy and allow them to appreciate another world.

It's the chance to stop being the me I have to be but instead become the person I'd love to be for six days every year.

It's about bimbling around seeing something new.

Wandering through the circus fields and laughing till your eyes water at some comedian/ juggler/ acrobat.

Having a laugh (and a sneaky snooze!) in the comedy tent.

Munching my way through various culinary delights- and a good piping hot jacket potato with beans and cheese

Most importantly- the lemon pear cider! 

This. When I sit up above the stones and look across the site, and see this amazing creation that has emerged from a few fields, for just a few days, it somehow restores my faith in human nature (for a while, anyway)

The enormity of it all

The attitudes of everyone- caring and smiling

Discovering something new - music, food, any random thing round the next corner

Being lost for hours on end with no battery and making new friends, experiencing new things, having a totally altered reality to the 9 to 5 we are used to. Time becomes irrelevant, enjoyment and love comes first. 

The sheer beauty and magic of the area and the site itself. 

Those flickering lights from up at the stone circle, THAT view. Those cheers, and a genuine sense of unity I'm yet to find anywhere else. 

For me, the Pyramid is ok, a necessity, enjoyable.. a landmark.. but ultimately, alone, it would be nothing, especially with the line up that indie/emo/the next big/'alternative' craze followers would like to see play it.

Cannot wait to be back there. The most romantic time that my partner and I have shared together, was strolling around the Greenfields/Pennards/who knows where else, a lil bit merry on I think it was Wednesday or Thursday night of 2005, enjoying the cheers, smiles, woodsmoke and views. 

Sunrise on the friday morning,

Sticking your head out of your tent (Or just as you are getting back in your tent)

Hazy light, 

Campfire smoke lingering above the camps, 

Nice blue sky,

The sound of gentle chatter on the breeze, and distant drums,

The damp dewy summer morning air,

and the feeling that today, something amazing, this way comes.

Ahhhh. Magic.

Yes, its all these things, being able to hear the 'Mexican Wave' of sound as it passes through 170,000 people;

It's the sum of nearly 40 years of energy/history, and of course the music and food, and the stunning way that 170,000 people can simply come together for along weekend.

But its more than that, in the words of John Daido Loori "Our world is full of internal dialogue, analysis, evaluation, classification. We choose knowing over direct experience. Yet, in knowing, we kill reality, or, at least, we make it inaccessible".

And I hope Im not making this too tedious, but Walt Whitman said..."You must not know too much or be too precise or scientific about birds and trees and flowers and water-craft [and Glasto?]; a certain free margin, and even vagueness - perhaps ignorance, credulity - helps your enjoyment of these things". What does this mean? For me it means don't try to understand it (Glasto), just be it.

The only true sense of community I know, albeit temporary, but more real and sincere than I have ever felt elsewhere.

The fact that there are no rules about what alcohol you can take with you and where you can take it.

Everyone at Glastonbury is there for the full time and gets into the outdoor spirit.

Girls in short skirts and wellies

Weeing in a bottle in your tent but missing the hole and weeing on your sleeping bag

Having your toilet paper get wet and your finger going through and up your bum when wiping 

Putting a girl on your shoulders and underestimating her weight/your alcohol consumption and dropping her in the mud

It's also about setting your own clock. Get up when you want, go to bed (or not) when you want. If it wasn't for wanting to see certain bands at certain times I could happily leave my watch at home.

It's about feeling like you are part of somthing special every year you go

It's about being totally engaged with your life the whole time you are there. I wish I could take that back with me. I always mean to but find that in the real world I just waste bits of it - at Glastonbury every waking moment is something.

.......even the bits you waste!

or that weekend every year Glastonbury Festival is the best party on Planet Earth. 

There is nowhere else I'd rather be. It is unique.

Also as one of the older generation who grew up near Glastonbury and has lived abroad in some special places, especially in Africa, the days of camping and chilling out under the Somerset skies thinking about the generations who have walked and lived in the hallowed arena and those who we be walking here in generations to come and be thinking of the lucky ones who experienced the Glastonbury Festival. (Thats what listening to The Boss at the moment does to me)

It's the only place/time where you never think about being anywhere else or what else you could be doing. That's pretty f****** special.

It's that wonderful moment of excitement when your ticket arrives.

It's getting there and thinking "I'm home now"

It's about being who you are, because going to work everyday and paying a mortgage doesn't allow you to do so fully.

It's because my spelling is terrible at 11 o clock at night.

It's being with people who are exactly like you, and finding out that your not alone.

It's about the cheering at 6 o'clock at night on the Thursday when everybody's tents have been put up.

It's about having the time of your life.

It's the complete freedom you get as soon as you get through the gate. 

The relaxed attitude to bringing your own drinks.

Non stop entertainment around the clock, to satisfy your craving for late night "missions"

And the sheer number of new friends you make in 5 days. 

For me it's about being able to leave the real world for 5 days.

It's about listening to great music - old and new.

It's about walking along the old railway track with thousands of people and hearing whoever's playing on the other stage, but being able to just walk down a little tunnel off the track in to the forest of the Permaculture Cafe, and not be able to hear a thing.

It's about sitting at the Stone Circle and seeing thousands of like-minded people bimbling about and having the time of their lives.

It's about sitting on a bike and peddaling my butt off to power the instruments and microphones in the Mandala tent, while a tibetan buddhist chisels away at the statue he is making in the corner.

It's about being the happiest I've ever been, and every year being the best yet.

I'm just grateful to have a ticket to the best and greatest festival on God's green earth.

Being able to strike up conversation with anyone and everyone

It's the attitude of everyone who goes, no one judging for 5 days which enables folk to do what they like which most wouldnt normally do outside the festival gates.

Pure excitement in the run up to the festival

Getting a cooked breakfast from the OH on ticket day to get me up and ready for a couple of hours of pure chaos

It's camping and opening the first beer on Wednesday morning

It's meeting random people 

It's breakfast and tea in a tree

It's the Biggles on thursday

It's the stone circle at sunrise

It's dancing with friends and strangers at 3am in the jazz tent

It's buying crackling for tea and not being asked where i got it from

Warm cider....hmmmmm

Dancing to Rockabilly at Shangri La

Getting stuck in the mud and discovering you've fractured your ankle on wednesday night and the kindness of folk willing to give me piggy backs

It's the feeling of going through the turnstiles and the feeling of home....

I'm a naturist and so it's so nice for me to have the freedom to camp, wander around and watch bands all while nude with nobody caring

The beauty of dozens of Chinese lanterns floating over the site at dusk from the Stone Circle

Watching people play Buckaroo with their friend who had dozed off, stacking up empty cups on his head

Dancing around like mad with friends at gigs

Asking everyone you meet for their tips as to what to go see, throwing away your plans and doing something else

Wandering around the site with cider in hand on the Wednesday when the grass is everywhere

Those flags fluttering in the wind, trying to control how many photos you take of them!

Yummy yummy food everywhere, Goan Fish Curries, Giant Yorkshire puds, tasty Bacon Sandwiches, Yeo Valley Glasto yoghurts..

The buzz all night, non stop action, especially when going straight through till dawn

The pain of clashes, knowing that you'll have to choose between two great experiences, but you can't have both

That beautiful tranquility in the "quiet hours" between about 8 and 10, when often a morning mist hangs over the site and almost everyone is snoozing..

The excitement of going through the programme, like a kid in a sweet shop, wondering how you'll ever survive the whole fest

The happy warmth you feel going home, filled with love and excitement to last you till next year...