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Whitby was amazingly fun, despite not making it to either the chapel or a proper walk on the beach. We stayed in an amazing cottage 30 secounds walk from the pub thanks to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
silkyraven. Apart from toppings on Pizza on Sunday I spent the entire time eating like a vegetarian and all our dinners were vegan. Highlights included, drinking Bolli for breakfast on the train, singing very loudly to Wig in a Box, hanging out with my sister, after parties, getting a nose bleed from the Mosh pit for Ninety-nine Red Ballons (Unfortunatly not the german version), and lots of other things I can't think of right now.
Me, Jessica and Ruth in the Little Angel, Thursday afternoon
The dramatic lighting in the alleyway to our cottage
Dressing up for the Metropole Thursday night
My sister and her friends in our alley
The beautiful sea
Looking out, (The railing was actually helping to keep me upright)
Aron looking out
Outfits for Friday night, (I think Ruth got more pics of me in the ghost corset, bill was feeling quite poorly so not too many)
Another impromptu after party at ours
Outfits for Saturday, apologies for not being able to remove red eye
Kitty, our charming host for the evening
Ballgowns and four poster beds!
80s night was perhaps the funniest thing EVER! I laughed out loud so many times as goths danced so excitedly and sang along to things like, its raining men, bananarama, and Bon Jovi. There were even good songs like Madness, The Clash, The Pixies, and New Model Army but mostly it was about the absurdity. I honestly couldn't tell if I was drunk or just actually having that much fun!
silkyraven. Apart from toppings on Pizza on Sunday I spent the entire time eating like a vegetarian and all our dinners were vegan. Highlights included, drinking Bolli for breakfast on the train, singing very loudly to Wig in a Box, hanging out with my sister, after parties, getting a nose bleed from the Mosh pit for Ninety-nine Red Ballons (Unfortunatly not the german version), and lots of other things I can't think of right now. Me, Jessica and Ruth in the Little Angel, Thursday afternoon
The dramatic lighting in the alleyway to our cottage
Dressing up for the Metropole Thursday night
My sister and her friends in our alley
The beautiful sea
Looking out, (The railing was actually helping to keep me upright)
Aron looking out
Outfits for Friday night, (I think Ruth got more pics of me in the ghost corset, bill was feeling quite poorly so not too many)
Another impromptu after party at ours
Outfits for Saturday, apologies for not being able to remove red eye
Kitty, our charming host for the evening
Ballgowns and four poster beds!
80s night was perhaps the funniest thing EVER! I laughed out loud so many times as goths danced so excitedly and sang along to things like, its raining men, bananarama, and Bon Jovi. There were even good songs like Madness, The Clash, The Pixies, and New Model Army but mostly it was about the absurdity. I honestly couldn't tell if I was drunk or just actually having that much fun!