Whitby: the last bits

[denny]

Monday, in contrast to most of the preceeding weekend, was mostly really good. There was a barbeque at the cottage I was staying at, which was nice - I got to meet some people I didn't know, and also to stand on an eight foot high wall doing poi, which seemed like a good idea at the time. And I wasn't drinking either. As it started to get dark, the barbeque crowd moved up to the beach, where a large burning thing had been constructed. We left it still burning a bit when we left at 10am on Tuesday. Yes, a few of us stayed there for quite a while. It was nice.

gothslut made some rather ill-considered decisions about how legless to get, so me and giolla got to play catch when she fell over that night and the following day. That had its funny moments when she was completely incoherently happy, but wasn't too good in the main. The pair of them caught a train home on Tuesday, leaving me behind to attempt the interesting business of getting home in a already-knackered car.

I met sartori666 and his wife Vixen (a shadow-person) at the beach party, and they offered me a lift back to my car on Wednesday morning, so Tuesday night was spent with them crashing over at my place, where we played board games and stuff. Fun was had.

Wednesday morning, I picked up my car and got all of ten miles before it exploded in a very final cloud of oil vapour. The RAC deployed a van without tow capability to the scene after an hour and 15 minutes, who recommended that it should be towed (no shit sherlock!) and another hour and 15 minutes after that, I was sat in a tow truck headed home. Motorway traffic was unpleasantly dense, and it took just over 4 hours to get there, making my total journey time (including the wait for the RAC) around 7 and a half hours. Not a great end to the weekend, but on balance I think Monday and Tuesday night were well worth it.

I guess, thanks mostly to sartori666 and Vixen, that I will be giving Whitby a second chance. But I still don't think I'd recommend it to anyone else if they were as peripheral to the goth scene as I am... the music was terrible and the market unimpressive. I suppose a lot of it depends on who you go with and who you meet, so if you're notagoth, perhaps travelling in a crowd is the solution to the Whitby woes I experienced.

That, and get a decent car. :)

Comments

[uberredfraggle.livejournal.com]

aw. was sorry to hear you didn't have a great time :(
*hugs*

[venta.livejournal.com]

perhaps travelling in a crowd is the solution to the Whitby woes I experienced

Or looking less like you're having a good time :)

Was going to come and introduce myself but every time I saw you, you seemed deep in conversation. (Not, of course, that introducing myself would have solved said woes, probably just given you another thing to grumble about :)

[dennyd.livejournal.com]

Well, most of the times that I was in a really crap mood I was lurking in my bedroom, so you probably didn't see me then  :)  I thought I spent most of my time at the Spa either juggling or wandering around on my own, so maybe you just saw me at the odd times that I bumped into someone I knew who wasn't too busy to chat...

Would have been nice to meet you anyway, on general distraction grounds as much as anything else... I really was having a fairly naff weekend the majority of the time. Plus I find meeting people who know me from online strangely interesting for some odd reason. Next time do come and introduce yourself, please  :)

[venta.livejournal.com]

I find meeting people who know me from online strangely interesting for some odd reason

Nah, I don't think it's odd. Emails/LJ/blogs can give quite different impressions of people to meeting them face-on, so finding out what sort of impression you've been putting out can be entertaining.

Of my pre-exisiting friends whose LJs I read, and I've noticed that in some cases I'm regarding them, and their LJ personas, almost as two distinct people...

[sartori666.livejournal.com]

Oh you're too nice.

I'm sure you would have had fun without us!

What's the damage on the car?

I'm sure I had something to say but I can't remember it. The wife will have sent you a long mail no doubt!

How was work? Any spare jobs going for little folk like me and the wife. we're not as stupid as most folk think us to be and we'll work for small wages.

Ho hum!

Laters

[giolla.livejournal.com]

we're not as stupid as most folk think us to be
Yeah, but then in your case no one's that stupid.

[nevla.livejournal.com]

Sorry to hear about your car dude :(

I had a weird Whitby too, same as last year. I found i was too busy wandering around trying to do everything and please everyone i didn't manage to actually chill out and enjoy myself.
In particular chat to more people, yourself included. I did notice you weren't too talkative, but i thought that was just at me. Next time just tell me to buy you a beer and we'll soon be laughing like loons.
Or something.
I need a beer. My body still craves Whitby ;)

As for the bands, i wasn't inspired neither. But the November lineup looks suitably diverse and interesting. You could teach me to juggle better too...

[feanelwa.livejournal.com]

IMO that was one of the more "if you're not already happy you won't get" Whitbys. Good, but just not one of the best. November coming up will be brilliant, certainly better than this one anyway.

Poor car!

(Haven't learned to do diablo yet :/ but i have managed to catch it by accident a grand total of three times now!)

~sigh~

[duranorak.livejournal.com]

Eh.
~hugs~
Glad some things picked up. Everything else is...

Here we go once more look out the window to the right
You missed the scenery last time, we travelled here at night
This time the world is bright as day and everything is clear
I'll never understand why you and I are staying here
We've heard it all before, it comes in cycles, comes in years,
We've closed our ears against the screams our eyes against the tears,
We've stood there bleeding empathy when half the world's in pain.
And still we queue to be allowed to do it all again.

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