Hey all,
Aw, what a couple of weeks. I’ve disappeared on you again! I’ve been away. Really, if I’m thinking about a career in writing and Journalism, I should try to get online when I’m away as well. Me and my partner spent three wonderful weeks in Spain, visiting friends. We spent two days out of Benidorm – the place where we were staying, and where our mates work.
From 6am, on the morning of the 18th September we were awake, driving in the back of Maria Jose’s car, heading for Cheste, in Valencia. We were on a road trip, stopping along the way, seeing the real Spain, driving to see Madonna in concert. It was a hectic day; we had to wait all day in the heat, in the blazing sun. Lotsa flies, fags and funny smells – the germy air inside the porta loos, used by thousands of sweaty, screaming Madonna fans. I’ve never seen so many people, or experienced the Spanish way of gigging.
When the first set of gates were opened, Emma and I peered from the car park – we’d gone for a cool down in Maria’s car, we couldn’t handle this weather and the lack of air to breathe. We thought we’d pass out! I stood up higher and I laughed, “Woah, look at them all running.” The queues were shortening and crowds of Madge’s followers sprinted, battled, to get nearest to the stage. After watching for a while I had to lie down.
As we’d been waiting in the midday sun for ages, and we still had to wait until 10pm for Madonna to come on, we wandered around and parted from our friends. Maria is a massive fan, so she waited in the queue. One of the runners. Me and Em walked the whole first section and bought lotsa water, sat down, pissed behind trees, felt sick…we also had the car keys, so we’d just go back for food and shade. The carpark was getting fuller, and the pee-tree had people picnicing by it, so if we needed to go, we’d have no other choice but the stinking porta loos, that I believed had all sorts of germs and STIS. True though! Think about how many people use those things. There’s never toilet paper, or a sink to wash your hands. I survived by using lemon wet wipes that me and Em had found at a resturant we ate in the day before. We took alot of them, especially for the porta loo occasions.
Enough of holiday talk. My second year started on Monday, and even better, I’m back at the ‘Rhondda Leader’ every Tuesday, just to help out. I’ll be updating my site soon.
Amy x
You’ve probably noticed that it’s hard to sort out the controls! I didn’t know which ones were on, which ones were off, then I accidently shut down the console because Lauren said I pointed at it… It took like…fifteen mintues – no word of a lie – to fuss around with all of the controls. I was number one, then number two, then four… Where was the fourth coming from? Mine was dead! Complicated!