some more piccies from late xx

Steve, Peggy, Pollock, Venice and me.

And some.

More fun in the sun x

The storm and hangin.

And some.

The carnage.

Me, Steve Tyler, a Tornado, and loads of Gelato.

Well I have had the most MENTAL TRIP OF MY LIFE!!

Four months in the planning and we were off to Venice, Thurs night we met at Victoria jumped on the train out to the airport and we were away...15 of us to see Pearl Jam, The Killers, Aerosmith, Smashing Pumpkins and a whole lotta other bands. So there we are in Italy, (the most beautiful place on earth - other than NZ of course), all geared up for a night of dancing and singing and getting amongst it when it starts to rain...Stuart (been the father figure he is) pulls out the trusty brolly - we all sat under it, (bloody great idea at the time, until it started to hail)...and started to HURT, then the hail turned into giant golf balls and it all went white and the umbrella blew away and Stu was like RUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! 20,000 people running at once was interesting...I have never been so scared in my entire life. We ended up in a tent (one of the ones that wasn't blown over) freakin out, saturated, so of course it was then kodak moments all round. After it cleared there were ambulances and police everywhere, the stage had been destroyed and the concert cancelled. Thankfully no one died but there were injuries from the 7 towers that collapsed, massive screens and all.

Apparently it said in the paper the next day (a italian dude translated for us) - it was a 200m wide tornado. Whoop whoop!!! And we my darling loved ones sat right in the middle of it! So after helping ourselves to some abandoned ice creams - we went to leave and had to walk 7 miles back to Venice as the road were at standstall due to trees that had fallen on buses and cars.

Thats right how rock and roll!! So we spent the weekend on boats, in restaurants, in St Mark's square, at the markets where (no really wait for it) I stood next to STEVE TYLER. Oh and how can I forget at the Peggy Guggenheim musuem. Oh be still my beating heart. I got to see some of the paintings that at art school I had to write 8 page essays on so you can imagine the state of me. True class.

Venice is magic and it was so amazing to be there with so many friends. The streets are beautiful, I love Europe so much. Oh sooooooo sooooo much. It is so surreal to walk the streets of you very own movie. Wheeeee!!!

Much to the jealously of the group we went with Sarah and I were fortunate enough to see Pearl Jam last weekend in Madrid where we flew in for a fleeting visit, danced the night away with Eddie and got covered a whole lot of Spanish MUD!

Have to go and work but here are some pics will post more later.

Love you all loads and loads and some more.

Libby I survived a tornado Young xxxxoooo