My recollection of all the Edinburgh Fest shows I saw. It's a long one, really just for me to archive. Give it a read if you want.
a complete range of shows is squeezed into tiny venues, buildings are wallpapered with irregular coloured blocks adorned with different characters as if in a bizarre police line-up after a crime at the circus, and the bustling streets are filled with tourists, performers, and people handing out flyers like coked-up, disinterested blackjack dealers.
I exited the tent and came across a whole bunch of people facing an open field. At Download, I had learned quickly, this could mean anything.
A number of patriotic South African events had lined up, including the Twickenham Sevens and some local touring bands. I was moer keen.
Nessie Hunting, coo chowing, castle hopping, clan stopping
Beltane Fire Festival. This is meant to be an ancient Gaelic festival marking the start of Summer, brought together by fire, drama, and hippies all on a hill.
Scotland bus-goers explained
Learning to snowboard for a snow-virgin
Scotland is big into their sport, even though they may not be particularly good at it. Much like South Africans, they are a passionate bunch and this can often be the difference in sports a few fixtures. But the results do not always go their way. Obviously, football is massive here. The Scottish league seems … Continue reading Ice, Ice, Baby
I've been trying to write a piece about the creatures you find on the bus and all this speaking about joining cultures that aren’t mine with reference to crude stereotypes, it was time for me to experience the first big event in Edinburgh (and hopefully the first one where I will remain still in Edinburgh): … Continue reading Kiss Me, I’m Shit-faced