Nobody will believe this…even I wouldn’t…if it had not been our personal experience.
We left the party scene before midnight! *GASP*
I know I know…WTF??!??!?
Over lunch the next day, the extended group got together to perform a post-mortem. Possible reasons that we came up with:
- The party started SUPER early for us. We were there by 7-ish. Before the clock struck 9, the party was already in full swing. We were all drenched from the dancing (and the earlier drizzle) even though the crowd wasn’t really that big or crazy yet. We were just there for ourselves..dancing and having loads of fun.
- Sweetheart and I were finding it hard to breathe. Imagine at least 60% of 20,000 people puffing away like chimneys. D was starting to give J dirty looks. I was again reminded of how thankful I am that sweetheart hates ciggies. One of the many things we both feel really passionate about. Says who that all party lovers are death-sticks fans?
- The crowd went totally bananas when Benassi came onstage! There was zero space for us to dance or even move our bodies to the dance beat. I mean, how could they expect us to stand still like mannequins when such great dance music was being played by the world’s most prominent turntablist??? The catch was…how to dance when there was 0.0001 inch between you and the folks around you?
*Update from my other friends who stayed on till 2-ish :
Scott Project came onstage much later in the night (at 1-ish) but only performed for abt 45mins. By then, the booze were totally gone and everyone was getting very pissed at the poor event management. Just as well that we were cosily snuggled in bed by then. Hehehe*
- For us ladies, our feet were killing us. For very obvious fashion reasons, we could not go in our sneakers (and I don’t own a single pair of flats). Foot massage, sweetheart. If you love me and want me to live, foot massage! Yea, it was a matter of life-and-death that night.
On the drive back, we decided that it was wayyy too early to call it a night. So, J&D insisted that sweetheart and I help them finish the bottles in their bar. "We will be going back to Sydney by end of the year and we definitely cannot finish all these drinks. You guys gotta help us." Now, we are not talking abt the 750 ml bottles we get from the clubs. Most of the bottles in their bar are the 2 litre bottles from duty free shops - thanks to D’s extensive travelling. Uh-oh…
OK, we all decided to take our showers and get those UV cream off us before we get wasted. Sweetheart and I were done before they did. So, we decided to snuggle in bed while waiting for them to start drinking. "Hhhmmmm…this is nice, baby. I could fall asleep with you in my arms like this" sweetheart mumbled. No! Don’t sleep yet. We have to continue drinking with them. However, seconds later, we were both totally KO-ed.
I opened my eyes to complete darkness and shook sweetheart. Baby! We were supposed to drink with J&D. We fell asleep! Sweetheart mumbled something and wrapped his arms tighter around me. No no no…this is sooo embarrassing! We fell asleep while our hosts were waiting for us to drink with them! I tiptoed out to the lounge room only to find everything in pitch darkness. Checked the clock - 3am. Oh well, guess they have gone to bed as well. Climbed back into bed and back into sweetheart’s arms. He mumbled something and shifted into his favourite spooning position. Poor baby…it has been a long, hard week for him. Guess we were all really exhausted.
So, there’s our UV Nation partying experience. Yes, we had fun. What made it so much fun was GREAT friends. Love you all, guys! *muax*
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