Sunday, May 31, 2009

Sunset in France, Sunrise in Belgium

Living so close to the Belgian border has its advantages. You can go to Brussels in about twenty-five minutes, experience some beautiful country-side, get some fries with mayonnaise, or you can pile into a red Mini Cooper at three a.m. and drive to an outdoor rave that doesn't end for three days.

There's something truly invigorating about cruising into another country in the middle of the night, doing 160, just to listen to some very intense drum and bass with a few thousand other ravers. It almost didn't even seem real while it was happening. I had to take a moment to step back and realize the reality of the situation.

Dave's brain: 'Yes, I am in a different country than I was when the evening began. Yes, the sun is coming up. And yes, the music seems to be getting louder'.

Feels like the whole thing was just a dream.

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