Whoo! Alright - Yeah... Uh-Huh.

Oh my gosh!

We got back from a very eventful benicassim slash Barcelona holidays, in one piece... well, just abouts.

Our story begins on Monday the 16th og July in ''year of our lord 2007...

We arrived in Barcelona really late because our flight was delayed by over two hours, thus we missed the train that I had booked for 7pm and spent a good couple of hours wandering around Sants station trying to get someone to stamp our ticket to say that we hadn't travelled so that we could try and get our money back from sleazyjet.

we then decided that we would have to get a coach, but the last coach left at 9.30 and at that time we were still queing for our tickets, so we had to settle for a coach at 8.30 the next morning, meaning we then either had to stay up all night or find somewhere to sleep.

As such we ended up in a 4* hotel just outside of the station forking out over E450 for 4 twin rooms between us. We went to a pizzaria for dinner all like zombies, then went to bed, got up and caught the bus early the next morning...

Eventually we arrived in Castellon and then Benicassim, and the campsite was already full so we had to pitch our tents and kids size gazebo in a small patch surrounded by rowdy and downright horrible racist bigotted idiot twathead scotsmen.

Then Ali got sunstroke, and then there was an impromtu rave in the campsite and then the boy bought earplugs and everything was dandy :D not very rock n roll but hey.

So yes then we had a few very late nights, saw some amazing bands and I am trying desperately to write everything up for gigwise at the moment as the other reviewer had all her stuff stolen and had to go home before the festival even began, which was rubbish. But good for me as I am now sole reviewer, but bad for me as it is a lot of writing and I have no time to do it in!!

Then we went off to Barcelona where myself and the boy were staying in a very brilliant and hip hotel next to the Agbar tower, however my brother got pick-pocketed on the metro and lost all his money and cards, and was going to Paris the next day!

So myself and the boy had to give him all our money, leaving us with no money and hving to beg from my mum! It was highly enjoyable!!

Still we had a good time and took lots of photos, a lot of which are on facebook, and i guess that is all i have to say for now...

Cheerio!