A cautionary tale
The Odyssey
If you thought Odysseus took a while getting back to Ithaca, just wait until your Monday morning post-MORE Festival commute.
After 72 straight hours of euphoric breakdowns, Aegean sunrises, and dancing on Cretan cliffs like you're doing cardio for the gods, basic navigation goes completely out the window. You'll board a ferry aiming for Athens and snap back to reality three weeks later riding a dugout canoe down the Sepik River in Papua New Guinea, wondering where your sunglasses went and who taught you how to spearfish.
Built strictly for the professional-grade ravers. Sleep is an ancient myth; the drops are very real.
— MORE Festival, Crete
