Today was festival day. A free festival had been organized in the centre of Sydney expecting 250,000 people. I was to meet Mickey and his mates at the Shark Hotel for a $2 steak (they’re getting cheaper by the day) then off to the Domain Park for DJ Mr Scruff followed by Grace Jones!
I met Mike and Andy for lunch and watched a movie at they’re hostel. They were also going to the festival tonight so it should be a good one. After the movie I organized myself and packed my stuff ready to take to Mickey’s. 17:30 and I was in the Shark Hotel waiting for everyone. Two beers later, Mickey shows up followed by his mates followed by the rest of the party people. We picked up a carton (crate) of beer and off we went. We heard through the grapevine that security and police weren’t allowing alcohol to be taken into the festival so we split the beers and hid them by any means such as in pants or pockets. Mickey just put a jumper over his carton and held it in front of him, good effort! When we got in the festival, everyone had their own alcohol so we were probably laughed at by security and police.
We met up with Mickey’s other mates who had been there all day and they had a good spot. An Aussie band were playing and were really good. They were playing Ska/Funk/Jazz music with brilliant musicians. With trees shielding us to the left and skyscrapers to the right, it was amazing being at a free festival in the middle of a great city. With massive fruit bats coming out of the trees as the sun starts to set, people of all ages mixing together and partying together I was loving it and dedicated more drinks to my Grandad.
Mr Scruff came on and he played some good tunes but his set was a bit boring. Grace Jones put on a fantastic show afterwards. I’ve always wanted to see her live and she lived up to my expectations. She’s a great performer and artist plus I’ve never seen a 60 year old where a G-string before and look good! At the end of her set, she got loads of random people from the crowd up on stage which I thought made her show even better.
Walking the streets of Sydney at the end, everyone was on a high. We met up with Mickey’s sister Elle and some others before heading to Bondi. Elle was dancing on a wall then slipped and sprained her ankle. She was in a lot of pain and passed out because of it. Mickey ran off to get medical help. As we waited, I quickly popped to the porta-loos. As I was relieving myself from all the beer I had consumed, a black spider the size of my palm was on the wall in front of me. I was literally pissing myself, he didn’t look very friendly and if he jumped, his landing strip would be my man hood! Telling myself “Quick, quick, quick!” I really didn’t want to run out weeing down my leg screaming like a little girl due to a possible life threatening spider crawling around my genitals. I left the porta-loo more relieved than I have ever done in my life. I’m not afraid of spiders but one’s that could kill definitely scare me.
Elle was strapped to a stretcher and was taken to hospital. The rest of us when to Townhall station to get the train to Bondi Junction. We got a cab from there to Coogee rather than Bondi Beach. We couldn’t get into the Palace so off to Coogee Bay Hotel. It took about 2 hours to get form the festival to Coogee so after a couple of beers me, Sarah and Mickey’s mate Richo went back to hers. It was a nice walk back at about 2am with the fresh coastal breeze. Mickey wasn’t with us as he was working his magic with a girl in the bar we were at. We got to sleep at about 4/5am and up early to get to my hostel to check out by 10am. Mickey kindly offered to give me a lift to get my stuff which was very welcomed.
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