Archive post 03.
So after partying all night following the Brisbane Nevereverland, and then a mad dash to the airport (via home to grab my chargers, laptop and a spare shirt), I found myself slightly delirious and smelly as hell, sitting on a 9am flight to Perth. How I get myself in these situations I’ll never know, but what I do know is that there was no time for any form of real rest. Another day, another festival – and a fucking great time to be had by all. Thanks must go to Pav for being a lord!
Nevereverland festival, Western Australia – 21 December 2008.
Security vs fence jumpers.
Fence jumpers take a break and wait for the cover of darkness.