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Festival Number 6

September 13, 2016

Festival Number 6 was an absolute blast. A carefree weekend of music, colour, beautiful scenery and food, but boy oh boy was it a wet one!

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For our last festival of the summer (weep, though it’s been a damn good string of ‘em), we travelled up to Portmeirion on the Friday night with Virgin Trains, sitting — ooh la la— in First Class. Why did I not know until now that First Class meant unlimited wine, dinner, a cheese plate, and a guaranteed table and plug socket? Jeez, it was the dream! The train goes direct from Euston to Bangor, so you snooze (or better yet, wine and work) and you’re there. You hop on the free shuttle at Bangor Station and 40 mins later, you’re in the tiny little village of Portmeirion. Though it’s a bloody long way from London, the journey couldn’t have been easier.

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Continuing in such a luxurious vein, we headed over to the Boutique Village because yep — *squeal* —we were glamping for the very first time! Let me tell you, bell tents are the way forward. As much as I love camping (and I do bloody love camping), being able to stand up in your tent is a dream, plus they’ve got a mattress and a duvet, pillows, bedside tables and lanterns, and a carpet! It turned out to be a total godsend actually because it was such a wet weekend that I’m pretty sure we’d have floated away if we were in our regular Vango 2-man. It was mega late by the time we cracked open the Cava but just in time to head to the main arena for the Midland B2B Ben Ufo set. Which was MEGA.

festival number 6 - flashanthology
festival number 6 - flashanthology
festival number 6 - flashanthology

After dancing our socks off til 3am (seriously good set), we chilled in bed ’til about noon, feeling smug and dry in our bell tent as it literally hammered with rain outside! Once it dried off, we went to find food. After much indecisiveness, I settled for the mega delicious, uber spicy paella. NOM. To tell the truth, we went on to eat about 7 meals on Saturday because there was TOO much delicious food to choose from (along with plenty of alcohol to soak up!)

festival number 6 - flashanthology
festival number 6 - flashanthology
festival number 6 - flashanthology
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festival number 6 - flashanthology

Portmeirion Village has to be the highlight of FN6 and the thing that totally sets it apart from all the other UK festivals. It’s beautiful! And so surreal, like something out of a fairytale. On a sunny weekend, you could easily mistake it for being somewhere out of Italy, with all the colour, bell towers and quirky architecture. The sea is right there, and if it wasn’t quite so wet and windy, I’d have been in in an instant…

There are lots of little stages and fun goings-on which is what makes it such a cool festival (unfortunately, some of them were closed on Sunday due to the wet weather so we never got to check out the woods or Virgin Trains stage, which was a shame!). You can dance the night away to house music, wake up and go paddle boarding, do a spot of yoga, learn calligraphy, LOL to a comedy show, and eat everything under the sun. We spent Saturday afternoon learning to do the Charleston with The Mudflappers, which was great! Later, we danced ourselves silly in the rain to old school tunes at the Ketel One tent, before watching Hot Chip and devouring Annie Mae’s mac and cheese. YUM-diddly. 

festival number 6 - flashanthology
festival number 6 - flashanthology
festival number 6 - flashanthology
festival number 6 - flashanthology
festival number 6 - flashanthology
festival number 6 - flashanthology
festival number 6 - flashanthology
festival number 6 - flashanthology
festival number 6 - flashanthology
festival number 6 - flashanthology
festival number 6 - flashanthology
festival number 6 - flashanthology
festival number 6 - flashanthology
festival number 6 - flashanthology
festival number 6 - flashanthology
festival number 6 - flashanthology
festival number 6 - flashanthology

Sunday morning meant bacon sandwiches for Ed (or, bap bacwn in Welsh!) and the most delicious though rather unusual breakfast choice of jungle stew and plantains for me (told you you could eat anything!). We desperately, desperately wanted to stay and watch Fatima Yamaha on Sunday night but begrudgingly had to head home (waa!). Luckily, it was another doddle of a journey thanks to Virgin, this time complete with complimentary Wensleydale and carrot chutney sarnies – hello!

Though wet (very wet, and muddy, my adidas Superstars will never look the same again) it was so, so much fun. Festival Number 6 is definitely going on my bucket list again for next summer — hopefully see you there!

— Thank you to Virgin Trains for the very best weekend —

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festival number 6 - flashanthology
festival number 6 - flashanthology
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