| May. 19th, 2008 @ 01:15 pm FUCK raving...... |
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Doofing is fucking awesome. Went to Track 8 with Emily (driver), Conrad (navigator), Gina
(companion) and me (implosion).
We got to the site and wasn't actually that cold to begin with. As the night progressed I began to add more and more clothing to what I was wearing. By the end of the night I was still wearing my black fatigues. The top half of my body was cover by the following in this order, tank top, long sleeve jumper, hoodie, jacket.
There were a different mix of people from different walks of life, but there didn't seem to be anything barriers setup by people to keep others away. Everyone was so relaxed, and there were no issues with people acting like assholes. It was a really easy going vibe.
The Music was fucking awesome. The set out of the dancefloor was excellent. And my god Doofers can dance all night. The music was still going when we left at about 1pm and people were still dancing.
All in all a good experience, except that there were no toilets except the bush, thank god I stopped eating when it hit 5pm. |
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