My most beautiful moments
2 summers ago, my university pals and i had a bbq/campfire in the woods which stretched for miles beyond an old manor house. It was a lovely evening and we pratted about until about 1am. As we were walking back, we looked out to the horizon where some hills and power lines were silhouetted against the light pollution. From a wood on one of these hills, 2 horses came running out, black shapes running along the horizon through the dark orange sky. It was stunning. Exams were over, we had had a wonderful evening, we were together, and now this living art was in front of us.

Swimming in a luminous plankton lake in Jamaica : it was at night, pitch black, and it looked a bit dodgy to be honest, but we trusted the tour guide and lowered ourselves over the side of the boat and into the water. It was incredible - the plankton traced your every movement with an ethereal turquoise glow. Naturally, my brothers and I were thrilled at the novelty of this, and pretended we were in Streetfighter, throwing "fireballs" at each other. But after a few minutes we just lay back, stared at the stars, and relaxed in the warm, glowy water. It was truly a Beautiful Moment.

Seeing Orbital for the last time ever: last summer i went to see my favourite band at Brixton Academy for the last time ever before they split up. Hearing all the classics played live one last time while dancing like a loon with all my Orbital mates was almost like a religious experience. I cried twice throughout the gig and felt fulfilled, yet very empty afterwards. The festivities went on until 3am, when i got a night bus back to Westminster. Sat in a McDonalds for a couple of hours, then walked back to Waterloo at 5am to watch the sun rise over Jubilee Bridge, while reflecting on the impact that Orbital have had on my life.
(mintsauce82, Sat 12 Mar 2005, 22:34, Reply)