Ultra tired

The weekend has come and gone, taking with it our strength and sensibilities. I do of course refer primarily to the Ultra Music Festival and it's two days of drinking and thrashing.

Highlights if the festival for me would have to be Skrillix, Hardwell, Snoop Dogg, Lil' John, and Porter Robertson. The second day had vastly more attendees than the first, and even with our premium admission tickets, we had to queue for 20 minutes before we could skip the majority of the general admissions line. Regards, we were subject to multiple temperature checks and copious amounts if hand sanitizer before making it to the drinks stand.

Snoop Dogg is an exceptional performer, and drew the roaming crowds to his stage with ease. Unlike most of the acts, he was actually singing live as well, and had the crowd eating from the palm of his hand. Lil' John was also quite surprising with his set, and had the crowd going nuts when Turn Down For What came on.

We pushed to the front for Skrillex and Hardwell at the main stage, where the throngs of fans were squeezed shoulder to shoulder. It was like a furnace with all the body heat, and the only way to cool yourself down was to throw your arms in the air to catch the divine breeze. This of course made it difficult to get drinks, leaving us tired, thirty, and soaked in sweat.

Porter was a very chilled out set, with plenty of room near the back to sit down with a bottle of water and soak in the specticle of lights. His tunes are a lot more melodic when compared to the thumping tracks of the main stage performers.

Between the two days of performances,  we had maybe 4 hours sleep, courtesy of meeting a couple Korean girls from Busan and drinking until 7 am. Viva la Korea.

Sunday was suppose to be a day of rest, but instead turned into 6L of soju and mixer. I felt absolutely rotten today, but some chicken has righted me now.

We then headed out to GoT night in Gungnam, and damn! That ending.