For all the festival heads.

Sorry guys, been a bit M.I.A lately.
So after Edinburgh Guy and I took a little trip to Manchester on our way down to London.
Not heaps to report, as there isn't much to do, but it's one of those cities that you know would be amazing to live in. The area we were staying in was full of cute cafe's, bars and vintage shops.
Plus I just kept thinking of Katie while I was there :)

A couple of days in London (including meeting up with Gareth and a hugely epic night where a whole group of us danced like crazy people at the Notting Hill Arts Club) brought me to Leeds.

Before I start this story, let me introduce Jill. Here she is:

At bullshit AM, still a little drunk we dragged ourselves to the bus station, to then sit on a bus for 4.5 hours, to then make our way through Leeds city, to then sit on a bus for 45 minutes, to then carry all our camping gear to a suitable camping ground, to then set up the tent and die.

The next three days were filled with rain and mud and tesco's and yorkshire pudding and not eating burgers and limited sleep - but they were good days.

The list of bands we saw were including but not limited to:

Best Coast

Friendly Fires

Muse (including a fireshow and fireworks)

Does it Offend You, Yeah?

The Naked and Famous

Foster the People

Metronomy

The Vaccines

Digitalism

Two Door Cinema Club

The Kills

The National

The Strokes

After another deathy deathy bus ride where we tried to think of all the different types of ways we could get home if we had super powers we are back the hostel, in recover mode.

With Guy and Tristan in Berlin I have a couple of days to chill out here with Gareth and the rest of the hostel crew.