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Apr. 17th, 2003
Whitby: the last bits
Apr. 17th, 2003 02:14 pmMonday, 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.
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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 metsartori666 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 tosartori666 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. :)
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. :)
Quiz: Find your Chaos Patron!
Apr. 17th, 2003 05:06 pm( image )
Your patron is Slaanesh, the Prince of Chaos. Lord of beauty, pleasure and decadence, Slaanesh is the youngest of the four Chaos powers. His cults are devoted to the pursuit of pleasure and sensual experience. Slaaneshi cultists get more sex than anyone else in the known universe - lucky you.
Find your Chaos Patron!
Your patron is Slaanesh, the Prince of Chaos. Lord of beauty, pleasure and decadence, Slaanesh is the youngest of the four Chaos powers. His cults are devoted to the pursuit of pleasure and sensual experience. Slaaneshi cultists get more sex than anyone else in the known universe - lucky you.
Find your Chaos Patron!