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two best friends at open'er

so apparently being an aussie doesn't get you the free ride i'd been quite foolishly hoping it would.  some blah blah blah boresville bureaucratic rule means that for every 6 months that i spend over here, 3 of them have to be spent in a non schengen area.  basically that means that my plans to wander around czech, germany, belgium, france and all those other fun places have been put on hold.  a minor break down ensued once this fully sunk in as i imagined having to traipse through bulgaria on the back of a donkey for weeks on end but once i stopped being melodramatic and started being reasonable the prospect actually excited me.  essentially once i'm done with festival number three i'm going to toddle off to croatia, or possibly turkey, and have some fun in the sun.  because nicko has one of those worth their weight in gold little red passports i will most likely be doing this alone.  kind of scary but i'm a big girl and no time like the present to learn how to read a map and catch a train.  and make friends.  nah jokes!  as if that's going to happen.

the wombats were amazing.  i love them with all my heart.

we're currently in serbia on our way to festival number 2, exit.  festival number 1, open'er, was great times.  unlike any festival i had been to before the musics didn't start until around 7pm each night leaving the day to explore the town, sunbake, or in the case of friday when it pissed down rain for 24 hours, huddle in the tent reading my book.  any misgivings that i may have had about what i was doing following festivals around the continent were  swept away with the rain. oh man i love music.  a good gig really does have the ability to wipe all  my cares away and just make me happy to be alive.  it was two door cinema club on the first night that put the smile on the dial foals on the second that made me swoon and prince on the third that confirmed my belief in the power of a tune and a boogie.  that's baby making music that's what that is.  i wasn't actually all that fussed about seeing him but jesus has he still got it!  what a performer.  even nick got a little lump in the pants when he shimmied across the stage in all his gold sequins belting out purple rain.  now it's off to novi sad to have arcade fire fill my heart with gladness and take away all my sadness.  to quote rockin' rod stewart.

speaking of my little heart, waiting for me when i got back was an e-mail from NZ.  it had been 2 weeks since i'd heard from him and in typical girly style i had been fretting a wee bit.  unfortunately i have chosen to fall for the most reserved boy going around so after reading his sparse words several times and scanning for hidden clues as to his undying devotion to me i am still unsure of how he feels.  doesn't really bother me though because i'm smitten and will continue to act accordingly.  way too old to play games and not lay my feelings out on the line because i'm scared of being hurt.  you've got to be in it to win it i say.  even if nothing comes of it, meeting NZ has made me realise that i am actually ready to meet someone awesome that i can possibly fall in love with and have babies and a mortgage and all that boring grown up stuff.  obviously got to get all my adventuring out of the way first....