The 7-foot tall girl dressed in fluoro pink with pink hair and kiss style makeup is scaring me.We have just got off the train into Reading, UK for the festival and there is the fruit of the forest here. Lynda sorted important point #1: Can we bring booze into the camp grounds? The group of blokes she asked (each carrying 3-half cartons, or a "box" in UK-speak) laughed and walked off. thats good enough for me. Cant bring glass in though so she is off on a mission to get some placcy water bottles to hold our 2L of Dubai special.
So far the entire day has consisted of being in or waiting for transport. Had a close shave this morning with the plane from Edinburgh to London- we were told its a 1 hour bus ride from town to the AP- Its more like 1.5 hours. Which was cool coz we had the wrong time for our flights anyway- it was 40 mins later than our itinerary. Trip out on the bus: the Royal Scotland bank has its own bus station at their office. there was a queue of buses there on our way to the airport!
Edinburgh was awesome- the Fringe festival turned it on for us and we were into it like the free beer tap at u brew it. Jugglers, comedians, fire breathers, performance acts, live gigs, the works. The first day we got into town (back from Glasgow) wilksy was there to meet us at the bus station. Nice surprise hey- cheers man. We sorted accommodation and stuff, then headed out to meet elspeth at the omni centre for a few drinks. Cranked up a tapas for dinner- there wasnt enough room on the table for all the food! Started a boozer of a pub crawl from there and had an awesome night. In the end I think we got to 8 pubs. Fine form. This bloke is a local at wilksy's local- he comes through each night and get a pint for him and woof.
So far the entire day has consisted of being in or waiting for transport. Had a close shave this morning with the plane from Edinburgh to London- we were told its a 1 hour bus ride from town to the AP- Its more like 1.5 hours. Which was cool coz we had the wrong time for our flights anyway- it was 40 mins later than our itinerary. Trip out on the bus: the Royal Scotland bank has its own bus station at their office. there was a queue of buses there on our way to the airport!
Edinburgh was awesome- the Fringe festival turned it on for us and we were into it like the free beer tap at u brew it. Jugglers, comedians, fire breathers, performance acts, live gigs, the works. The first day we got into town (back from Glasgow) wilksy was there to meet us at the bus station. Nice surprise hey- cheers man. We sorted accommodation and stuff, then headed out to meet elspeth at the omni centre for a few drinks. Cranked up a tapas for dinner- there wasnt enough room on the table for all the food! Started a boozer of a pub crawl from there and had an awesome night. In the end I think we got to 8 pubs. Fine form. This bloke is a local at wilksy's local- he comes through each night and get a pint for him and woof. 
I heard Xavier Rudd was playing somewhere so we ducked out and got tickets. He was on at the Corn Exchange (wtf?) awesome gig though. We rocked up about 10 mins before he started up and he was straight into it. Every other person I spoke to there was an ausssie... No West Aussies though. Seems they are a rare breed here- everyone is from the east coast. After the gig it was straight back into the pubbing. Hit a thrash metal pub- I had a good laugh when wilko asks the DJ after half an hour there "are you gonna play any english tunes?" the DJ just hands him the brochure- Every tuesday is Latino thrash metal night. We hit a few of Wilko's Locals, I got an introduction to the UK tabasco shots and sampled a pint of every beer on tap. Finished up in a pub the size of my bedroom with about 50 people crammed in.
Lyn and wilksy hit some comedy shows the next day- one involved gingers dropping their dacks and holding a bucket like a fig leaf for tips. I guess its the opposite of the Kalg tip jugs- you'd be paying this bloke to put his pants back on! Cranked a few beers at some 
pubs the rest of the night, had an early one though after the last nights bender so into bed by 1am. As soon as we were up the next morning it was public transport time. 1.5 hours on a bus, 1.5 hours at airport, 1.5 hours on a plane, 1 hour waiting for a train, 30 mins on a train... you get the idea- The train from London to Reading was a joke. It was so packed we were standing in a doorway the entire trip. Heres a pic of it:
pubs the rest of the night, had an early one though after the last nights bender so into bed by 1am. As soon as we were up the next morning it was public transport time. 1.5 hours on a bus, 1.5 hours at airport, 1.5 hours on a plane, 1 hour waiting for a train, 30 mins on a train... you get the idea- The train from London to Reading was a joke. It was so packed we were standing in a doorway the entire trip. Heres a pic of it:Score... lyns back with shopping for food for reading and water bottles, Wilksy just walked past the pub im sitting in ... Its all go!!!
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