Saturday was the second day. I don't usually bother with festival food, but we couldn't not try the Gothenburger. Good but not great! Need to track down the relish though, and I'm a vegetable crisp convert.
Afterwards we sat and watched MF Doom.
By this point I was finding it hard to concentrate on anything other than Kanye. We waited for over an hour at the front, two people passed out and a couple near fights broke out but it was necessary. Genuinely, no words. He dedicated Lost in the World to anyone moving to a new city to become an artist. I mean, cot damn!
Excitement comes at a price though, and it wasn't long after he finished we were struggling. We made it to Burger King but the queue was outrageous. What felt like an hour later, we were rewarded. Refreshed we went onto Nefertiti, our new haunt. We danced all night and got the tram home in the morning.
