Day 8- SWEDISH HOUSE MAFIA (the next best day ever)

The day has arrived. My dream show is FINALLY here. It doesn’t feel like real life is happening considering I’m in London with 8 of my best friends and other awesome people on our trip AND we are seeing the LAST SHM UK SHOW EVER!!!

SICK.

After panicking over what to wear, I rocked a cut up British flag tshirt, America bandana, shades, jean shorts, sneaks and my adpi fanny pack.

We rolled through with a solid crew of 14, barely making it to the tube and train!! I legit have not sprinted so much and so fast in my entire life!

We got to Milton Keynes and saw that everyone else was in rainboots….why you ask? BECAUSE THE WHOLE VENUE GROUND WAS COVERED IN MUD! EVERY INCH. But it added such a different element to the show that I’ll never find at home. It was hard to jump up and down in the mud without losing my shoes!

The second SHM started playing Greyhound for the 65,000 people at the show, the bass was beating inside of me. I could feel the music moving through and electrifying my entire body. I was screaming my lungs out as Cara and I went on our friends’ shoulders waving our banner like crazy people! I’ve never been so excited for a set. Everyone was so pumped up and loving every single moment.

I was in love with how I was feeling - like nothing in the world could bring me down, and like I didn’t need to be with anyone else except my best friends that I came with. Then all of a sudden, SHM broke out some crazy fucking laser beams and SHIT GOT WEIRD!!

AT LEAST 500 different beams in bright purple, turquoise, yellow, and green were criss-crossing each other all over the place. Then they added fog to make it look like a cloudy sky - it was mesmerizing!! When huge beats dropped, fireworks and smoke shot up everywhere making the crowd go wild. SHM literally put on the best show of my life and I was so devasted when it ended.