Glastonbury is a wonderful ordeal, and the journey to Worthy Farm sets the tone. The Somerset lanes around Pilton choke with traffic for miles every late June, and the queue to leave on Monday is the stuff of legend. We collect you from home or station, navigate the approach, and drop you at the gate — no white-knuckle crawl, no parking in a distant field, and crucially, no one in your group facing a four-hour drive home after five days with little sleep.
This is the trip where a chauffeur earns their keep. You arrive rested and ready for the Pyramid Stage, and when it is all over we are there to lift you out of the mud and back to civilisation while everyone else sits in the exodus. Whether you are camping or staying nearby, we make the bookends of the festival painless so the bit in the middle can be everything it should be.
