Unplanned nights are always my favourite.
One of the first times I had taken ecstasy:
I was in London with two friends, carrying some sick pills (the best I've had even to this day). Got a call from some friends who had randomly decided to get everyone round to a mates house which was about half an hour away by train. Thought... fuck it, dropped a pill each and got on the train. By the time we were at the other end we were coming up beautifully and had a 15 minute walk to the house.
It was one long, downhill road lit up with street lights that lead all the way to the horizon
(something like this). Mist was covering the ground in the distance (which just added to the epicness).
Halcyon and on and on by Orbital came on our speakers and well I was put into the most euphoric place I had ever been and still to this day nothing has topped that. So we strolled, bare foot, holding hands %) down the middle of the road staring at the horizon, all of us like "WOAHH", almost in tears it was so beautiful.
Then we arrived at the house and a group of about 20 of our friends opened the door and pulled us into
the most loved up hug. And the rest is history.
I still wish I could go back to that night. Ahh the early days of ecstasy
