Bestival

I haven't the energy to write a proper post on all the magical happenings from this weekend at Bestival on the Isle of Wight. I'm feeling pretty tired, unwell and a bit sad now I'm home and back to reality but overall, it was a great weekend full of tunes, dancing, splashing about in mud, cider, big laughs and general good times. I'd like to say my favourite was Mumford and Sons but unfortunately, their set was annoyingly quiet and we were so far back that the sound of the conversations of those surrounding us took over. I still love them to bits and as usual got a little teary but it was a disappointment. Highlights were The xx, who, attracted a ridiculously huge crowd and I spent the set crushed between two lads which wasn't as pleasant as it sounds. But anyway, they were amazing and I'm glad they won the Mercury prize. Also on the list, is Dizzee Rascal which was generally just a lot of fun and Milly and I were joined by our school friend Hannah which was really nice and made it all that little bit better. Plus, Hot Chip, Caspa and a new favourite band of mine, Villagers. I spotify'd them as soon as I got home today and although they're a little depressing like dear Mumford and Sons, I think they're the bees knees. There were so many other little highlights (dancing like a bit of a slut to Frisky by Tinie Tempah is a secret favourite moment) and things I loved, like the Magic Meadow area and the Alice in Wonderland bit with massive cut outs of the girl herself alongside beds for people to take a disco nap on. It did rain on the Saturday which was a little bit rubbish but the sun came out just before everyone paraded down to the main stage in fancy dress. I went as a unicorn but I should really be ashamed...gold clothing and a cardboard horn was hardly going to win me the best dressed prize now was it?

Anyway, I had a blast but it's back to reality tomorrow and it's getting me down.





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