Literally. Best. Night. Ever.

Well, except for my leggings splitting on the walk home, but that's just a side thing.

It was all pretty overwhelming of course, and some of those things I just couldn't even imagine myself unless I'd seen them.  But I've never been more cared for than by the people I was with last night - they were always checking to see if I was ok and not freaked out by anything and didn't need anything to eat or drink - it sounds like that would be annoying or creepy but it wasn't, they were just fabulous.

In the medical room, they had like a mini torture chamber at one end of it, and one time when we went in there there was a woman on a st andrew's cross being flogged so hard that the sound was echoing through the room even over the music!  It looked really good though...and unfortunately TWG at least noticed what I thought of it but thankfully didn't say much.  

I also met some awesome people at the bus stop, but I have to go now so I'll talk more about this later.