Day 3 is the the day that didnt happen...... With the "friends" i went continuing to act the way they were and eventually turning on me, i decided i was done. The morning of the final day i packed my bags and headed to the bus station. I had enough of the drama i wanted just to go home. But that didnt happen...... I get to the bus station and try to buy an earlier ticket. The bald headed dude behind the counter tell me the buses are delayed. I say ok.. Mine doesnt leave till tomorrow. I need something earlier than that. He states they are delayed. I say ok.. Again.. But what does that have to do with me buying an earlier ticket, even if it is delayed. He then walks away from the counter. I of course get agitated and very loudly ask if that is the way greyhound works.. You try to get a ticket and they walk away? He then comes back 3 minutes later and just hands me my ticket and walks back away. Leaving me and the 10 other people in line there waiting. I walk off and proceed to wait. I end up staying at the atlanta greyhound over night. Due to not ever being able to get assistance from any of the shithole employees there. The following morning comes and my bus time comes and goes with no bus...with no explanation from anyone. Finally it shows and 1 hour and a half later. So now i am finally on my bus home..and i have made the decision never to go to another festival.. Again... Ever. Im done with everything about all this. Including the "friends" that went with me.