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The last two days... 8D
Oct. 7th, 2009 09:43 pmIt was raining in the morning. Luckily, Kelly and I got into the bus station before the skies really opened (and boy did they open). We caught the bus to Manchester and to Kelly's relief we met someone on the bus who could show us the way to where our coach was leaving from - my (sort of) uncle Terry, my step-dad's brother.
We ran into some traffic on the way in, and it was 10:20 before we go into the station, with the coach due to leave at 10:30. Uncle Terry picked up Kelly's case and we legged it. The coach was late anyway. Ah well.
The coach journey isn't worth mentioning, as it was boring and nothing happened.
We got to the hotel and checked in, got ready (I wore make up. Gosh) and then left. We had NO idea where we were going, and met this slightly crazy fangirl type person called Brogan. She had blue hair. I found her a bit annoying. So we found the queue eventually, and got chatting to a few people in it (because it's always good to make friends). We stood there for TWO HOURS and then finally got inside, and I was kind of surprised at the size of the place. It wasn't a huge concert hall, it was more like a bar than anything else (more like a gig, really). I suppose it'd be because he doesn't have THAT many English fans. Or because he just likes the small gigs.
Miyavi. Unf. He came on stage, and leaned into the microphone, and said "... Hello London." and we all went NUTS. I don't even know why I did. I'm not even that big of a fan O_o But I did. Absolutely nuts. God damn he's so sexy. I think if I didn't have a clue who he was I would have been the same.
... Unf.
And I was so clooooose to him >_< I could have touched him if I'd been a bit more aggressive but I didn't want to lose my spot. It was a good spot.
He fainted half-way though the show. It could have been a set-up, but it wouldn't surprise me if it was real. He was sweating buckets and it was so hot, and he was jumping around like a crazy thing. Some people left when he got carried offstage but more waited, and he came back out ^_^
I wish I could have got some photos, but apparently after his last concert when people were more concerned with filming him and taking pictures that it got him really upset, so he's banned photographs at his performances. I can't say I blame him, I think I'd do the same. You can really tell he cares about his fans ^_^
Kelly got way too warm, though. It's probably good that it ended when it did because she looked close to passing out. I poured water on her head. She was not amused (I was). She had one of the guards looking out for her and bringing her water, which was nice of him. It finished at about tenish and we hung around for a bit to wait for the crowd to filter out then we left too, and caught up with a couple of the people we'd been speaking to in the line. We waited for the band to come out at the back and all squealed like mad people when Myv finally appeared. It was amusing - he looked surprised to see people waiting for him and then did this embarrassed little smile and fled. Haha. I didn't peg him as being camera shy but you learn something new every day.
God, we were so tired and aching in places we didn't know we had when we got back to the hotel. We went to sleep pretty much right away and got woken by Kelly's phone at half eight this morning. We both had a shower (not together ¬¬) and left, and went wandering around Westminster for a while. The next time I decide I want to walk from Westminster to Victoria station someone needs to slap me. That was a LONG road.
On the coach coming back I wrote the epilogue that a lot of people have been demanding for one of my fics, so I'll type that up now, and post it, then get to posting some photos that I took in London onto my dA.
Fun fun =3
We ran into some traffic on the way in, and it was 10:20 before we go into the station, with the coach due to leave at 10:30. Uncle Terry picked up Kelly's case and we legged it. The coach was late anyway. Ah well.
The coach journey isn't worth mentioning, as it was boring and nothing happened.
We got to the hotel and checked in, got ready (I wore make up. Gosh) and then left. We had NO idea where we were going, and met this slightly crazy fangirl type person called Brogan. She had blue hair. I found her a bit annoying. So we found the queue eventually, and got chatting to a few people in it (because it's always good to make friends). We stood there for TWO HOURS and then finally got inside, and I was kind of surprised at the size of the place. It wasn't a huge concert hall, it was more like a bar than anything else (more like a gig, really). I suppose it'd be because he doesn't have THAT many English fans. Or because he just likes the small gigs.
Miyavi. Unf. He came on stage, and leaned into the microphone, and said "... Hello London." and we all went NUTS. I don't even know why I did. I'm not even that big of a fan O_o But I did. Absolutely nuts. God damn he's so sexy. I think if I didn't have a clue who he was I would have been the same.
... Unf.
And I was so clooooose to him >_< I could have touched him if I'd been a bit more aggressive but I didn't want to lose my spot. It was a good spot.
He fainted half-way though the show. It could have been a set-up, but it wouldn't surprise me if it was real. He was sweating buckets and it was so hot, and he was jumping around like a crazy thing. Some people left when he got carried offstage but more waited, and he came back out ^_^
I wish I could have got some photos, but apparently after his last concert when people were more concerned with filming him and taking pictures that it got him really upset, so he's banned photographs at his performances. I can't say I blame him, I think I'd do the same. You can really tell he cares about his fans ^_^
Kelly got way too warm, though. It's probably good that it ended when it did because she looked close to passing out. I poured water on her head. She was not amused (I was). She had one of the guards looking out for her and bringing her water, which was nice of him. It finished at about tenish and we hung around for a bit to wait for the crowd to filter out then we left too, and caught up with a couple of the people we'd been speaking to in the line. We waited for the band to come out at the back and all squealed like mad people when Myv finally appeared. It was amusing - he looked surprised to see people waiting for him and then did this embarrassed little smile and fled. Haha. I didn't peg him as being camera shy but you learn something new every day.
God, we were so tired and aching in places we didn't know we had when we got back to the hotel. We went to sleep pretty much right away and got woken by Kelly's phone at half eight this morning. We both had a shower (not together ¬¬) and left, and went wandering around Westminster for a while. The next time I decide I want to walk from Westminster to Victoria station someone needs to slap me. That was a LONG road.
On the coach coming back I wrote the epilogue that a lot of people have been demanding for one of my fics, so I'll type that up now, and post it, then get to posting some photos that I took in London onto my dA.
Fun fun =3
