A 'Fresher Perspective' blog: Joining the dots in Notts

My recent antics led me to Nottingham Trent University. Originally planned as a boozy festival weekend, my poor navigational skills shortened my weekend to a slightly influenced few hours…

I regret stepping foot in the only Hooters in England, I felt like I’d walked into the States, I may have even heard a few Hill Billy “yee hahs”.  I didn’t stay in the boozy tavern for long after a middle age man seemed to suggest that I was a prostitute.  I assume it’s the place to pick them up. Mmm.  Although… I really wanted to buy a t-shirt.

My main reason for visiting Nottingham was the Dot to Dot Festival, similar to the Camden Crawl, yet in the end I only got to see two bands after driving for hours to find the house we were crashing in. Beach house, my favourite band made all the travelling worth while though.

I wasn’t particularly drunk, however my friend continued to indulge in pint sized gin and tonics which didn’t do him many favours the next morning.
I don’t recall seeing any particularly off the rails students, everything was really relaxed, when walking out of the venues, the streets were pretty empty too.  I was expecting the place to be crawling. 

I spent most of the time in the S.U, I think the drinks were cheap… but to be honest I never take notice of prices, you just know that a note should do the trick, then I usually lose all my change after stuffing it in my bra along with my phone, lipstick, lip lock, cloakroom ticket, debit card, driving licence and anything else necessary. And then if I crash on the sofa in my clothes, I’ll jump In the shower in the morning and have loads of pound coins stuck to me!!

I need to get saving, I’ve got two festivals coming up and I’m guessing that food and alcohol aren’t going to be anything other than extortionately priced.  

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Miroslaw Jetka (Squiz), 10 Mar 2011.

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