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Oh, man, I came down with a cold like, just after I got back, and I still feel all stuffy and gross. x_x
But, to explain to anyone that I haven't pinned down and rambled at for hours yet, the really exciting part of the Eurovision trip was totally unplanned and awesome. Two pieces of information are vital to understanding what happened.
1) Tris and I had tickets for the second dress rehearsal for the final. The grand final was sold out like, an hour after the tickets went on sale, and it's not like we can vote or anything anyway, so we figured the dress show would be plenty awesome.
2) Down near the docks was a set of tents and a stage set up to hype people up for Eurovision. (It was called Eurovision Village.) Every afternoon, different acts from the contest and from Norway and at least once from Sweden came and did two or three song sets, interspersed with time to visit the sponsor tents and maybe buy some official Eurovision merchandise. One of the events every afternoon was a mini-flashmob, in which we all learned a simple dance.
A couple days before the show, we were at Eurovision Village, and we saw that there was a flashmob dance audition to win tickets to the final, not just to see it, but to be part of the interval act. WELL. We were a little hesitant about entering, since winning would mean we had to change our travel arrangements and hope that the hotel where we were could put us up an extra night. Also, we're american. We don't even have an act. ^^ Surely there were people who could use the tickets that were more invested in the show.... But, I'd been having criminal amounts of fun dancing every afternoon, and we didn't really expect to win, so we went ahead and registered.
WE WON. After we won, we found that we had been given not the silver wristbands most of the winners got, but black ones. What does that mean, you ask? We wondered, too. It turns out that meant that we were among the lucky 24 people picked to be in the FRONT ROW. There's no good way to express in text the kind of breathless excitement I was feeling. It. Was. AWESOME. I threw caution to winds and actually called my parents from Oslo right then. I'm sure I'll notice that on my phone bill. ^^;;;
The show itself was more amazing than I can even begin to express, at least in my semi-drugged up and stuffy state, so I'll instead link you to where you can see me in the interval act.
I'm most visible around 1:20, the blonde girl in a red shirt in between Tris (a tall, dark-haired guy also in red) and two little girls.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1jizUF_dBns
But, to explain to anyone that I haven't pinned down and rambled at for hours yet, the really exciting part of the Eurovision trip was totally unplanned and awesome. Two pieces of information are vital to understanding what happened.
1) Tris and I had tickets for the second dress rehearsal for the final. The grand final was sold out like, an hour after the tickets went on sale, and it's not like we can vote or anything anyway, so we figured the dress show would be plenty awesome.
2) Down near the docks was a set of tents and a stage set up to hype people up for Eurovision. (It was called Eurovision Village.) Every afternoon, different acts from the contest and from Norway and at least once from Sweden came and did two or three song sets, interspersed with time to visit the sponsor tents and maybe buy some official Eurovision merchandise. One of the events every afternoon was a mini-flashmob, in which we all learned a simple dance.
A couple days before the show, we were at Eurovision Village, and we saw that there was a flashmob dance audition to win tickets to the final, not just to see it, but to be part of the interval act. WELL. We were a little hesitant about entering, since winning would mean we had to change our travel arrangements and hope that the hotel where we were could put us up an extra night. Also, we're american. We don't even have an act. ^^ Surely there were people who could use the tickets that were more invested in the show.... But, I'd been having criminal amounts of fun dancing every afternoon, and we didn't really expect to win, so we went ahead and registered.
WE WON. After we won, we found that we had been given not the silver wristbands most of the winners got, but black ones. What does that mean, you ask? We wondered, too. It turns out that meant that we were among the lucky 24 people picked to be in the FRONT ROW. There's no good way to express in text the kind of breathless excitement I was feeling. It. Was. AWESOME. I threw caution to winds and actually called my parents from Oslo right then. I'm sure I'll notice that on my phone bill. ^^;;;
The show itself was more amazing than I can even begin to express, at least in my semi-drugged up and stuffy state, so I'll instead link you to where you can see me in the interval act.
I'm most visible around 1:20, the blonde girl in a red shirt in between Tris (a tall, dark-haired guy also in red) and two little girls.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1jizUF_dBns