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And so it begins.
Another year, another festival season. Can’t you just feel it in the air?
It all started a few months ago…we saw those pink posters pasted upon the walls, the guide began to hit the doorsteps of our favourite city establishments, the box office took up residence in Rundle Mall and most exciting of all, the fence was erected around the fairylit wonderland which is the Garden of Unearthly Delights
It’s Fringe time baby. Strap yourself in.
Say goodbye to your liver, drain your bank account and dust off your dancing shoes.
Let’s get weird.
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I’ll be honest, I can’t remember the last time I was awake before sunrise. Ordinarily, I couldn’t think of anything worse, but today was different. I woke up with the feelings reminiscent of a kid on Christmas day, but instead of the anticipation of that Barbie camper trailer I’d been dreaming of, I awoke with thoughts that within a couple of hours I’d be eating breakfast by an open wood fire in the Barossa Valley.
Itinerary planned – check. iPhone and camera charged – check. Umbrella, lipstick and sunglasses packed – check. Double shot flat white – CHECK.
I picked up my partner in crime, Daniel (the man behind the lens) and we were on our way, Barossa bound.