The Beginning of Leeds Festival

I finish work full of enthusiasm,
Driving home with dancing spasms.
 
Feeling nervous and excited at the same time,
Thinking about all the camps grime.
I can’t believe that this is my first,
Camping experience will it be a blessing or a curse.
 
Driving down with my bro,
There is no way I can drive slow.
I want to be there right now,
So goodbye Sunderland, Adios, Ciao!
 
I can see the lights I start to scream,
As my smile starts to beam.
Across my whole entire face,
We are just pulling up at this place.
 
Callum wakes up and adrenaline starts to kick in,
Goose pimples all over my skin.
 
This is really happening kid,
Cars in the car park starting to skid.
On the mud oh my days,
And this is just the first phase.
 
Carrying our things across the field,
Me and our kid nearly keeled!
Arguing who is carrying what,
Who’s idea was it to bring this lot!
 
Get through the gates and walk to camp,
I’m surprised it isn’t really damp.
We meet Kasia and she helped us a lot,
My stomach has so many knots.
 
We get some sleep before the rest awake,
Woken up to the friends we will soon make.
 
Everyone is so friendly and welcoming,
Campsite is quite settling.
 
The line up comes up in conversation,
As I start to look around with admiration.

I can’t wait for what this weekend will bring,
With that in mind I start to grin.