// Australian travel blog
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"Dude, if you ever get the chance to lick a moustache...just do it! It's f*ckin' awesome!" - REL punter
Figuring I didn’t have a choice with the clothes anyway, I picked up said items and headed for the showers. I was a short three minute walk away – yet another advantage of the glamping area. Some poor souls were so far down towards the front gate that they’d put their bikes on the back of the trailer and brought them in so that they could ride into the main stage rather than facing a forty-minute return walk from their tent.
At a premium price of $2/ minute, I spent the minimum amount on a shower and saved the remainder for a coffee pre-shift. I shimmied on the leotard and a long, black, hooded vest, and exited the stall in my outfit, complete with extremely attractive purple rubber slides, purchased for 100 yen (AUD $1.20) in Kyoto. As I left the showers and looked around at the steadily growing crowd, I saw that there was now a mix of regular Joes and kitted up outfit-wearers wandering around. Hooray!
I headed back towards the glamping area, where a gigantic communal tee-pee was set up in the middle of the tents. By now, there was music pumping from inside, and the girls on ‘reception’ were decked out in red leotards and rave pants with kimonos, geisha makeup and chopsticks in their hair. Their Japanese attire was almost as cool as my purple slides.
Inside the tee-pee, several wooden benches and varying sizes of mirrors were set up for people to do their hair, glitter and face painting, so I whipped out the gold glitter and purple lipstick and went to town. Next game the replacement of the purple slides with red gumboots.
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I arrived at the Volunteer tent – Volly HQ – early for my shift, with a very hipster nitrogen-infused coffee in hand.