Oh. My. God.
Last night was more than eventful. So many things happened... it was just. I have no word to describe it. And, my feet are crying/bleeding because of my DAMN SHOES. I now hate shoes. We should all walk barefoot xD
So, yes, last night... I'll start from the beginning.
The gig. It was
amazing. Yashin never fail to astound me. The only reason I'm a fan is because of their live performance - I saw them as a support band ages ago and fell in love. That shows a band has real talent, the fact that they can win over new fans with their live shows.
They are also the nicest guys ever; I've met them four times now and each time they've been as lovely as the last. Once, when my friend Jake had hurt his leg in the mosh and couldn't walk, they spent about 20 minutes trying to find a lift home for him.
They used me and my friends in a promo shot yesterday. They had to prove to their sponsors [Monster Energy Drink] that they have the Monster logo at all their shows, so we stood next to Kevin and held massive inflatable monster cans looking like goons. Win? I also got the best hug ever from Kevin <33
Glamour of the Kill were really good too, the crowd loved them. They weren't as good as Yashin though, in my eyes ;)
So yeah, after all that we left the venue and we're dying of hunger and thirst, so to McDonalds we went! We stayed in there about half an hour in all, warming up and just generally getting our hearing back xD
We left there and walked down to Camden Tube Station, which was about 5 minutes away. This is where it all went wrong... I'm not 100% sure what exactly went wrong, I think we got on the wrong train, and this just seemed to act as the catalyst for the night. I will admit, at this point I was glad we were on the wrong train, because we met the funniest drunk guys in the world. They called Kalvin "Robin Hood" and said that Dylan was gay xD
They kept making poof jokes and saying that "16 year olds shouldn't be out this late and that we should be in bed, or getting an education" Dylan has a video I think, so if he loads it onto YouTube, I'll link you hahaa.
So yes, usually, getting the wrong train isn't such a big deal, because you just get a different train for back the way you came, simple, right?
You'd think that. It's not that simple when it's now 1am in the morning, and all the stations are starting to close. We had a conversation with a train man that went something like this;
Us; "Where's the train that will take us to Kings Cross?"
Him; "Oh, the last one left 10 minutes ago, there's no more until morning now."
Us; "omgwtfbbq are you serious?!" 0_o
Him; "Yes. You can get that train -points at train- to Golders Green and then get a the N5 Night Bus to Euston? That's as far as I can get you."
Us; "Oh, okay, thanks for your help."
SO WE WENT ON THAT TRAIN. And we got to Golders Green. And we got the N5 Night Bus. And that took us to Euston. So, thinking that was the end of our troubles, we walked up to the man there, and had basically the same conversation all over again, only this one ended differently. Rather than telling us to take another Bus, he said that Kings Cross was a 5 minute walk away. He gave us directions and off we went.
It's about 2am now, and it's raining. We're all still quite happy though, we've stuck together and we're entertaining each other. It's not
that bad... yet.
We get to a station. But it's not Kings Cross. It's Mornington Crescent. WE'RE RIGHT BACK NEAR THE UNDERWORLD - RIGHT BACK WHERE WE STARTED.
The guy there is slightly more helpful, he tells us that there are no more trains at all. So we come up with a plan to put our money together and get a Travel Lodge - one room for all of us, just so we can be warm and have somewhere to sleep. The train man goes to see if he can find any information on where the nearest one is. He says there isn't one, but there is a Hostel. Uh, ok... so we find the Hostel. -enter lots of walking here- but it turns out they're fully booked. Conversation went like this.
Us; "Can we have one room between 7 of us please? We're all 16 [lies] and we promise to be quiet. [the truth haha]
Him; "I'm really sorry, but I'm fully booked." -the room we are in is SO warm.-
Us; "Oh... are you sure? We'll take anything."
Him; "Yeah, I'm really sorry. There's another Hostel round the corner from here? It's on-top of a bar, go try there."
Us; "Okay, thanks."
SO OFF WE GO. We find the other Hostel, right where he said it would be. Only, they're full to. Great.
So now, to our epic back-up plan! McDonalds! One of the train guys said it was open 24 hours.
So we set off - we know where it is, and by now it's about 2:30am - 3am. It takes us a long time to get there, because our feet are dying and bleeding and crying and not wanting to move ever again.
It was on the way to McDonalds that me and Claire spotted two prostitutes. They must have been fucking freezing, but they kept on going.
We got to McDonalds. Turns out the train guy was wrong - it shut at 1am. So now, we literally have no-where to go.
So we walk. We walk in the general direction of Euston, as Dylan Dad has now rung Dylan up and is coming to get him, and said he'll pick him up at Euston.
We walk some more. See some tramps. Lots of drunk guys. We get to Euston.
A PREMIER INN! We run towards it, and ask how much it is for a room. £97. £97?! THAT IS REDONCULOUS. We don't have that much money - we had about £50 between us.
So, they end up letting us stay in the little Foyer bit, which was really nice of them. It was f-r-e-e-z-i-n-g though, we were right next to the doors which obviously kept opening if anybody moved too much, or somebody was coming in to go up to their room. People coming through would give us weird looks, and some random guy in a tuxedo said "Evenin' ladies" hahaa.
Dylan, Jack, Terri and Matt got a lift home - we said they could go because well, they had a chance, so why not let them take it? We shouldn't all have to suffer. There's 4 of us left now - Me, Claire, Kalvin and Abbie.
We spend about 3 hours in this freezing cold Foyer place, all on one sofa, kind of sleeping, kind of shivering. All the while trying to be quiet so the guys don't kick us out.
We made it to 5:30am, when a guy said Euston Station was open again. We ran. I couldn't feel my feet because of a horrible mixture of cold and pain.
Euston Station with hot chocolate. 5:39am is a time I never want to see again.
Omg, it was so warm in the station. I could have died because the warmth made me so happy. We got a hot chocolate and made our way back to Paddington, which was surprisingly easy. Tube Stations are nice when nobody's there. We got to Paddington, at about 6:30am and caught the 6:42am train back to Burnham.
And that was my night.
But, I hear you say, are Yashin worth it?
Yeah, they really are. I'd do it all again in a heartbeat.
For you I'd bleed myself dry... Look at the stars, look how they shine for you, and everything you do...
-Rosa-xo