I’ve read a few blogs and often find that entries can be long winded, self indulgent and /or written by women who wish they were called Carrie and lived in New York. But there are many benefits to writing a blog; the main and most important one is being able to let those people who care about Martin and I keep up to date with our whereabouts. The second reason is wanting to bottle just a little bit of this once in a life time, 12 month holiday.

So I’ll attempt to refrain from rabbiting on too much and keep it punchy (postcard length) instead.

Friday, February 18, 2011

Singing in the rain...

We booked to go to the Good Vibrations festival back in September.  The thought of drinking beer in the sun, listening to Faithless, Erykah Badu and the Tings Tings while we lay sprawled out on the grass, was very appealing and something I looked forward to for months!




When the day I’d been waiting for finally arrived, the sky was a disappointing shade of grey, with thunderstorms due late afternoon. 

So, off we trundled, armed with our ponchos…and boy did we need them!
Check out the couple in the background...hilarious!
But we didn’t let the rain bring us down…in fact, jumping up and down to Faithless as we got continually drenched helped to keep us….refreshed!

Similarities between English & Australian music festivals:
  • Rain. Rain. And more bloody rain.
  • Lots of people walking around in plastic bags (ponchos)
  • A strong smell of ganja in the air
  • Very expensive Chinese food
  • Men pissing anywhere and everywhere


Differences:
  • Muscles and baseball caps worn backwards!  Australian men clearly spend as much time in the gym / taking steroids as Brits spend in the pub
  • Tiger beer instead of Heineken…not quite right somehow
  • Amazingly clean portaloos
  • No crowd surfing
  • Women don’t just strip down to their bras…they go topless
Singlet, muscles and baseball cap...meet the Aussie male festival goer


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