So Wednesday night opened up some new horizons for me. Myself and two other friends have reached the point of festival delirium where we found ourselves camped on the street for a good cause; the cause of Meredith Musical Festival stealing large sums of our money and taking (or giving us?) our dignity (I can’t really decide). Despite the fact that, yes we did camp out on the streets of Prahran in the last week of winter, I had a damn good time doing it. The weather was unseasonably well behaved and we found ourselves having to strip off the thousands of layers we pre-prepared to smother ourselves in. All the extra warmth we provided for ourselves also made us realise that we were in this for good, weather irrelevant, we were finally those hardcore festival addicts that need the escape from reality to make reality slightly bearable. Now, I’m not going to start promoting the homeless way of life, but I have not one complaint from the seemingly uncomfortable event of sleeping on the street. Everyone there was there for the same reason and everyone there was equally as well prepared as we were. If you were to think that this collection of people happened to be homeless, we were no ordinary homeless people. People brought their macs, their phones, their cars to play tunes from, wine and beer, even ‘ihaveabigd*ck’ was willing (but more unaware) to share their wifi with the 30+ people calling Greville street their home for the night.  We were awoken with fresh cafe lattes from the kind ticket control people of Meredith and safe to say, arriving at 11.30pm for a 9am open, we successfully landed ourselves the tickets. We all made a night of it and I can safely say I’d be doing it again.