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Anyway, I took my coffee and headed towards the Tor. You know, that big ol’ hill with the tower? It’s like the crown jewel of Glastonbury. I climbed up, puffin’ and pantin’, and when I finally got to the top, the view was insane! I mean, you could see the whole town. The fields, the rooftops, even the weirdos in the market square. I felt like a king, but then I realized I was just a sweaty mess.

Dad's spiritual 'pilgrimage' to Glastonbury goes horribly wrong