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The best night of my life was spent lying in the bottom of a boat, floating down a river low enough to be under the thin layer of mist gathering at about 3am such that it scudded between me and the stars.

Make us feel all warm and fluffy. Tell us about the most beautiful moments in your life so far.

(, Fri 11 Mar 2005, 9:15)
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10:17pm Febuary 29th, 2000
Been going out with my first love for a few months and since it was a leap year I was joking with her beforehand that Feburary 29th was the only day the ladies were allowed to ask their man to marry them.

So we went out with friends early on in the evening and thought nothing of it. Got back to the flat and continued a daft argument between myself, my girlfriend and my buddies over a few more drinks.

Got quite late, so I decided to go to bed and since it was now 1st March I was not going to face any surprises. Opened the door to find that my girlfriend had covered the bed in flowers and had written "Will you marry me?" across it, with a note saying 10:17pm, Febuary 29th to prove that she'd asked me in time.

Went back into the living room, broke up the argument, went up to her, said "Yes" and gave her a massive kiss.

My mates didn't have a clue.

Awesome.
(, Thu 17 Mar 2005, 14:40, Reply)
Ahh
Sat in the Peruvian mountains on a ledge looking over a big pond thing. Mountains across the way, so many stars it was untrue, over the mountains across the pond a lightening storm was going on and the reflections in the pond were ace. Been cycling for charity and had a beer in my hand lickd up to an amazing guy and kissed him for the first time...
(, Thu 17 Mar 2005, 14:08, Reply)
Sailing, halfway
across the channel in a very nasty storm, getting a bit nervous, with my 2 friends below deck. Some dolphins started cruising alongside us, and one was swimmimg, level with me, about 15ft away from the boat. It kind of turned sideways, and stuck one eye out of the water, and just looked straight at me. We just stared at each other for about 30 seconds, and then the dolphin just meandered off again. Still gives me goosebumps now.
(, Thu 17 Mar 2005, 13:25, Reply)
Boootiful
These glasto ones made me remember:

11pm, saturday, raining (continually for 3 days), wet to the core. Having a smoke with wife in the Tiny Tea Tent. Decide to write off the day and get some kip as fully done in.

Walk past jazz stage. Roni Size. Rhythm drops on Brown Paper Bag. Moment of pure joy. Dance all night.

Closest I'll ever get to a damascus moment.

Clearly, you had to be there...
(, Thu 17 Mar 2005, 13:14, Reply)
Let's run
One sunny day, when I was about 8, I was walking back to our house from the village with my Dad.

"Let's run," he said. "Why?" "Because one day, we won't be able to."

We ran home for no reason.

Still clear as a bell after 30 years.
(, Thu 17 Mar 2005, 13:06, Reply)
Toasted bacon sandwiches with ma honey
I had wanted the woman of my dreams for years and we were good friends but nothing more. Then one night, we were out having a few beers and were walking back in the rain, when we both stopped and looked at eahc other (beautiful moment #1) - this was followed by more beautiful moments once home but the next morning, the two of us, in bed, with the wind howling, tucking into toasted bacon sandwiches and HP, then falling back to sleep with this woman. Man, that was indeed beautiful....
(, Thu 17 Mar 2005, 12:40, Reply)
Playing a gig
in North London. Decent sized stage, good lighting. I turned to my left to see the rest of the band in an almost trance-like state during a really intense instrumental section. Then the spell was broken and the three of us at the front of the stage all exhaled hard at the same time, sending a wall of sweat and saliva into the air. It doesn't sound "beautiful" in the true sense of the word, but I'll try to explain. Imagine how it feels watching your favourite band. Now imagine being in your favourite band.

Live music is a wonderful thing.
(, Thu 17 Mar 2005, 12:34, Reply)
forgot
24 hours previous to my earlier recollection.

Driving to Vegas, from LA on I-15(?), overnight. Convertible mustang, top down, 100mph, marlboro lights, big coffee, ipod/itrip, a whole galaxy of uppers. Unfuckingbelieveable. Fulfilling an alltime life time dream. Driving over the mountain and seeing Vegas at 3am in the distance. Exactly at the moment I get a call from my only friend in America saying "are you there yet? are you there yet."

Typing this i realise I have to do it again. very soon.
(, Thu 17 Mar 2005, 12:33, Reply)
Vegas Strip
Jet lagged and hungover in las vegas. Awake at 5am. Walked out of Luxor on to Tropicana and turned on to the strip past NY:NY. Dawn, warm, and very very quiet. To see the full length (well first few miles) of the strip, almost deserted. Fantastic. Got some great pictures.
(, Thu 17 Mar 2005, 12:26, Reply)
ladridoloco is right...
having tunes on, especially up Oxford Road in Manc in the morning, makes the world a much more bearable place. tho, you gotta watch yourself, the amojtnt of times i've nearly been ran over!
(, Thu 17 Mar 2005, 12:09, Reply)
So many to choose from...a selection
Standing atop Borobudur in Indonesia at 5am - still makes the hair stand up on the back of my neck - magic.

Having a nice cold Stella Artois or 3 with yer mates in the beer garden of the Allied Arms on a stinking hot day - magical

Standing in the eye of the Uffinfton White Horse on an English summers day - even more magical

Finding out that my ex-g/f who had fleeced me for thousands and had gone to spend it in Oz was actually up the duff after 4 weeks away - Truly priceless !
(, Thu 17 Mar 2005, 12:06, Reply)
A bit druggie but...

In september went up to a party in the Borders, Scotland. A load of people I was at uni with and hadn't seen for a while were there, which a laugh. Anyway, fast froward through 8hrs of revelry to about 7am. There's a few still left awake, sitting in a field in the hot morning sun. I had some DMT on me, which I prepared for the 5 or so people still around. We smoked it and just chilled there.

For those of you not familiar with it, DMT is an extract of Ayahuasca, the substance that South American Shamens use to get to "the other world".

The sun was warm, the sky blue and cloudless, all perfect. I have never felt harmony like it before, and may never again.
(, Thu 17 Mar 2005, 12:01, Reply)
I just
got all my results back from the clinic over the phone 10 minutes ago. Shat my pants waiting. AIDS neg, Syphilis neg, Chlamydia neg, Ghonorrea neg.

Put the receiver down a happy man. Beautiful
(, Thu 17 Mar 2005, 11:00, Reply)
backpacking round europe
most of my travelling friends decided on a 24 hour train to spain.

Me and my (soon to be best man) mate decided to stay where we were, drinking lovely chezch beer in a bar in prague at 4am, sipping and saying...

"not on a grotty horrible 24 hour train" :D

ahh, bliss is knowing your friends are having a really shit time.

even better was when we forged the 30 day euro train tickets to give us an extra 5 days and the cuntybastard french guards with machine guns let us pass after close scrutiny of the tickets. haha fuckers.
(, Thu 17 Mar 2005, 10:59, Reply)
tramp-age
Sitting in a tent in the middle of the N.York moors with my gf and her mate, pilled off our faces and watching the sunset. Beautiful.

Also the other day on the bus there was a drunk guy who looked just like the tramp on the Drink video. He was pissed off his face and proceeded to hit every person on the bus on the back of the head. Also beautiful.
(, Thu 17 Mar 2005, 10:35, Reply)
Leeds Febuary 2005
the moment for me just has to be 4am Leeds central station being let onto the platform after a wicked nite of dancing and (stuff). Just to be the only people there.. it felt like we were the only ones on the planet. such a weird feeling to see a place allways so busy to be empty..
(, Thu 17 Mar 2005, 9:12, Reply)
South China Sea
I was 18 years old, on a friend's yacht moored on the south side of Hong Kong. Lying on my back, looking up at the stars with the tops of the mountains framing my view. The gentle rock of the boat and the distant sound of music from a bar on the beach mixed with the sound of the waves crashing on the beach.

Just started smoking on a regular basis, had a drop dead gorgeous girlfriend, worked selling beer to bars, the future was filled with uni & anticipation. That one moment stands out from that year as a truly beautiful one.
(, Thu 17 Mar 2005, 4:34, Reply)
The best 12 days of my life
In a moment that proves conclusively that beer is a good thing, me and a group of 3 friends decided we were going to go to Spain - Benidorm to be exact. However, a fear of flying in one of our party that made BA Baracas look like Douglas Bader was a stumbling block.

Fuck it, we thought - lets drive.

So we did.

The shithole that is Dover, the distorted mirror-england that is Northern France, finding ourselves in a gay bar in Montpellier during a power cut (we're all straight), the one day race from Montpellier past Barca to Valencia, the sudden realisation that the 'dorm was shite, Sticky Vicky, the 43 degree temperatures, the trip back up through the Andoran mountains to Toulouse, the majesty of Paris and getting lost in the red light district whilst off our faces. I wouldn't swap any of it for a gold pig.

The next time you go to book a flight, fook it - drive instead.

My girlfriend dumped me a week after returning... bitch.
(, Thu 17 Mar 2005, 1:21, Reply)
watching
whales spout air, backed by one of the most beautiful and blinding sunsets, whilst floating on a surfboard in the Pacific.
(, Thu 17 Mar 2005, 1:13, Reply)
mmmmmmmmm...
After a night round my mates house on the pop, we found ourselves walking to college the next day. On ther lovely two mile walk in, I felt a small twinge in my cackhole. Never mind thinks I, be there in 5 minutes. Unfortunately with each progressing step, the twinges became more regular and paniful, to the point where I was almost leaking. My chum found this somewhat amusing, to the point of poking me in the ribs as I waddled down the road, sweating profusely and cursing the day I ever drank before an early college start. As i finally made it through the doors, I painstakingly jogged, arse cheeks tighter than a jewish accountants coffers, to the awaiting shitters. Gingerly, I eased my trousers down to my knees, lifted the lid and prepared for the worse. However, the worst was indeed the most incredible and beautiful moment of my life. Walking into the classroom, brow dripping and botty aching, my lecturer questioned my lateness. Telling him the reason was the second most beautiful moment of my life.
(, Wed 16 Mar 2005, 23:59, Reply)
ladridoloco is right
life is much better with a soundtrack

occasionally i'll be waiting for a train into the city and a particular tune will come through my headphones and all of a sudden the world is a great place

add sunglasses and you're in full-on stealth mode - no-one can see you or hear you.
(, Wed 16 Mar 2005, 23:49, Reply)
Another one...
I have a lot of beautiful moments when I just sit and stare at the stars just a bit after sunset, when it's still a sort of dark red/purple/blue sky. A breeze against my face and nothing but the sound of leaves rustling, and I'm just laid on my aunt's car, staring up at the stars and venus; wondering what it would be like to travel up there. I wasn't tired, but I almost fell asleep at the point, just because I felt so at peace. It was so many years ago, but it still feels so perfect; it's just like I'd finally found a harmony with a world that for a long time I'd feared.

I've never had that feeling again.
(, Wed 16 Mar 2005, 23:39, Reply)
last year
I think i can sum this up quite quickly. started climbing at midnight, 7hours later after feeling shattered about 5hours ago, you finally reach a point where u can see into the crater - take a look at PIC, its amazing. this was Kilimanjaro summit attempt in summer of 2004, photo date says otherwise. Amazing place!
(, Wed 16 Mar 2005, 23:38, Reply)
About three months
after stopping smoking, realising that finally, after 25 years, I'd kicked the habit. And still have. Makes me proud every day when I think about it.
(, Wed 16 Mar 2005, 22:51, Reply)
Last summer
At a mates house, for drunken shindigs and such like. Usual goin on, only this was a really close group of mates, and we were all goin off to uni after the hols so were making the most of being within piss-up distance.

Anyways, Coysh the dude who's house it was got his guitar out and stated playing some "Perfect Circle" stuff. Now this guy can seriously play. gradually moves to his other fav group, the gods that are Radiohead.
I hears the opening chords of "Creep", and bein a bit of a singerer myself started singin along.

Hectic drunken party suddenly becomes sober and everyone stopped talkin and just listened, no-one asked them to, they just did.
Song was flawless and it was about 7pm so the dusk light was coming in the window. F'ing beautiful

He committed suicide less than a month later. So that is my lasting memory of him- couldnt ask for a better one.
I neglected to mention that the muppet was wearing his PVC nurses outfit as he played

Coysh, you were, are, and will remain a complete d00d

That song is awesome
(, Wed 16 Mar 2005, 20:42, Reply)
Agrees completely with Camel Related incident...
Glastonbury 1997, Radiohead

Wet, cold, muddy, but...

woman in my arms, wine in my belly, and last song of their encore Radiohead play Street Spirit (my favourite). The stage is bathed in purple light, and purple fireworks go off.

Mesmerising. Perfect. Wow.
(, Wed 16 Mar 2005, 20:07, Reply)
Cities are hectic places
as I'm sure most of you know. But when walking/bussing it to or from uni and just that "right song" comes on the mp3 player.

Volume right up

Completely engulfed in music

Obligatory sunrise/sunset

At times like that even the [nobhead oxford road busdrivers/scallies mugging old ladies/asian food-place owners trying to get you to go for curry breakfast/crackheads in sleeping bags at bus stops/general city-like unpleasantries] seem to fit into the big scheme of things in a yummy orderly peaceful fashion.

Music makes the world purrdy
(, Wed 16 Mar 2005, 20:03, Reply)
First & Last
L was my first ever girlfriend, we went out for just over a year when we were 14/15yrs old and split up after school.

Fast forward 15years to last summer. We got back together again and everything is going great. Actually everything is going amazing!

One afternoon about 3 months after we started seeing each other again, we took her neices swimming down the local pool. At the end of the day I went off to have a shower and as I returned I saw her playing with her neices across the pool, tickling each other, laughing etc. I stopped dead in my tracks.

It was like I'd been struck by lightening, heart stopped beating, everything went quiet, I nearly cried.

I just knew at that point that my first ever girlfriend, now this woman 15 years later, was the person I wanted to spend the rest of my life with and start a family with. It was the most amazing feeling of absolute love I've ever known.

We're getting married in August!
(, Wed 16 Mar 2005, 19:44, Reply)
aaah bliss
outside old school, 3am in the grounds with a biiiiiiiig fire burning the teachers notes on behavior of students


( just to let u know we were angry and wrecked the teachers car, he put them in notes and he was about to send them to the head )
(, Wed 16 Mar 2005, 18:24, Reply)
- Glastonbury 1998
A dirty muddy field, a dirty muddy sunset in a sulky grey sky

Placebo and their many coloured lights

Someone with a flashing lighter

It was a very placebo mix of glam and mud, they couldn't have planned it better

- Glastonbury 1997 - Radiohead - pretty music, serendipitous fireworks and a slight fear of death from decending flare
(, Wed 16 Mar 2005, 18:10, Reply)

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