The Stills Day 12, Doncaster, UK
I got up a little earlier than usual, looked out the window of the bus and was shocked to see a nicely landscaped riverside with picturesque little bridges and a fountain. I suddenly got a sense of hope for the day. So, I got dressed, quickly dropped off my bags inside The Dome and headed off to explore.
Upon closer inspection, the water was brown. The fountain was spewing brown water rather unceremoniously. Around the corner there was construction. Across the street on one side there was a 24hr grocery store, a cinema and a McDonalds. On the other side was a horse track. It became quickly apparent that we were in a developing suburb that may never fully develop. And so, my hope quickly faded, in fact it disappeared entirely, so I went inside, got online and killed the afternoon.
For todays aftershow gathering, there was supposed to be ice skating (we were in a sports complex), but unfortunately that got the axe due to "risk assessment" excuses, so we settled for the standard: a few locals at the upstairs bar. It looked like it would be a little painful; there wasn't even any music on when we went up. Thankfully we ran into a couple friends who made the trip to the show and who were essential in making the rest of the night entertaining. We were able to enjoy ourselves until the bus had to leave. Oddly enough, we kind of wanted to stay in Doncaster a little longer... Next, and last Kings of Leon stop, Glasgow, Scotland.
Upon closer inspection, the water was brown. The fountain was spewing brown water rather unceremoniously. Around the corner there was construction. Across the street on one side there was a 24hr grocery store, a cinema and a McDonalds. On the other side was a horse track. It became quickly apparent that we were in a developing suburb that may never fully develop. And so, my hope quickly faded, in fact it disappeared entirely, so I went inside, got online and killed the afternoon.
For todays aftershow gathering, there was supposed to be ice skating (we were in a sports complex), but unfortunately that got the axe due to "risk assessment" excuses, so we settled for the standard: a few locals at the upstairs bar. It looked like it would be a little painful; there wasn't even any music on when we went up. Thankfully we ran into a couple friends who made the trip to the show and who were essential in making the rest of the night entertaining. We were able to enjoy ourselves until the bus had to leave. Oddly enough, we kind of wanted to stay in Doncaster a little longer... Next, and last Kings of Leon stop, Glasgow, Scotland.
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