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Music festivals have certainly come a long way since the muddy fields of Woodstock. Forget smelly hippies knee - deep in muck: today's festival goers demand comfort, and entrepreneurs are catering to the trend. In place of grotty portable toilets, you'll find luxury loos.

Inside mobile van tent

For overnight campers, primitive bush showers and tents are passé. Instead, you can settle into boutique temporary accommodation such as elegant teepees or Bedouin-style tents. A company called Posh Wash even provides power showers, washbasins, changing areas and towels. And why carry around a heavy leather jacket when you can check it at a mobile cloakroom operating from a custom fitted van? At one festival in the Netherlands, one company rented out accommodation in the shape of giant beer cans, complete with loft beds for two. Rock yourself to sleep.

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