Home is where the heart is, apparently. Well, my heart lies in a field of thousands of people, dancing in the sunshine and I definitely felt at home last weekend.
This was the first time I've done a local festival, especially since living in London. I don't know what I was expecting - after all, there's nothing better than your post-5-day-festival bath or sitting around a campsite with friends and making memories (and many, many poor life choices).
However, Lovebox was incredible, and I'm already looking forward to next year! I danced until my feet were pounding and my lungs ached (mainly from the dust cloud that encased the site.)
My highlights were: Redlight, MK, Raury, Rudimental, Bonobo, and the sets by Mark Ronson and Annie Mac.
My lowlights were: those gym-bunny peacocking men with shit tattoos and 18 year olds with third-degree gurns.