I love ravers soooooo much. This thread has to have the most smilies ever
i got a few.
1. Offshore 2000 (not really a rave, but it was a great experience, very PLUR) - In the rave room, i forget who was playing, but i was on a photo mission, so i ask this dude if i could take a photo, cos he seemed like a good dude. So i get my photo and we start talking, his mate has a herbal x ciggie, and i ask him if i can have one, naturally he gives me one, i was very happy. So i'm talking to the first guy, and we both had mitsis, that was cool. He then proceeds to wander off to his friend a metre or so away, and tellss him (something like) "Hey man, don't leave me ok, i'm just talking to this guy here." I thought he was gonna leave, but he was a fucking champion. email me if you're there buddy, you made my night
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2. Same night, running with my mate down the main dustpath, and some chic comes up and says "can i run with you" and we run together. Not kindness but a good feeling.
3. Offshore agin (it really was a good night, best pill ever 8 hours+) - About 5am, the rave room got "turned down"...bastards. So we go on a bootrave mission into the deepest darkest corners of that farm in torquey, after about 5 reasonable boot raves, we find this one in the area i dubbed "frankston" (sorry frangers, but it was far from the "city"). This was a good boot rave, we proceed to doof to Sasha for about 20 minutes, thanx guys (did you say you were a sound engineer?)...
4. Can i put a 4? Sorry... NYE 99A-2000. At the mound, spark up a convo with this guy with a really strong accent. He offers me wine, i offer him a spliff. We spark up and talk for a bit then he leaves. Later on he comes back and goes, "hey i forgot, i have red bull!" so we pass around the red bull. Thanx man.
So many stories, but no-one who would listen to them all.
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"we were somewhere around barstow, on the edge of the desert, when the drugz began to take hold" Hunter S. Thompson