the banners at the barriers
We woke up at like 5am. Packed and left Jesco sleeping. We took a cab but the cab took us to the wrong place first. So we just gave him Trinas hotels address, the same where the guys were staying at. She came to pick us up from the trainstation since it was near to her hotel. We dropped our bags to her room and went to the venue. Sam and Lynne were there already. AND THEY HAD BROUGH BLANKIES! YAY! I LOVE THEM! Anyway. We hung out and played there like crazy. Early in the morning the venue people came out to put the barriers up and it made things a lot easier for us. We made a weird new friend that was plain annoying. Hilde came there. And Mandy and everyone. Sam and Claire. We had tons of fun. We put up banners on the barriers to keep out the wind and got comfy.
little trouble makers
We went out shopping too at one point. I brought jeans and a shirt for the white night in London. Even though they were more like grey than white. Trina bought me fish and chips. It was yummy. Naomi came at one point too. Then when the door opening got closer a lot of people started jumpin the line. Like Elise. Ahem. And Chris the girl. The annoying one. Meh but I still got front row. But it was the most painful experience ever. I have no recollection of the gig itself. I was right smack dab center at the barrier which is the worst place to be. I got people pulled out over me like every two minutes, squeezing me to the barrier and to the security guard AND to the dude pulled over. It was hell and I was so full of bruises afterwards. And so many people came out messed up. I guess it was a good gig. But I just cant remember any of it. We stayed out for a bit. But there were A LOT of fan girls so we just got some food. Fish and chips, yummy. And headed to get our bags from Trinas room. We followed Maria to the backpackers hostel where we were staying and hit the hay once again.