You're happily greeted by an enormous split-egg-shaped stadium the size of several football pitches filled with gweilos (white people (consisting of many different races)) who're half drunk and decked head to toe in outrageous costumes.
Everywhere you go you see people you know but in disguise. I found my good friend B here looking like a prisoner who travelled all the way from Mexico to come watch the games!
The other members of the gypsy caravan - my best girls Lotte (left) and Julia (right).
But right before I started making people walk the plank, my dear fireman friend Tom came and saved me (and the rest of my prisoners) from my treasure-seeking torture.
*Please note that the South Stand is where the heart of the 7s is located. It's pounding can be heard all the way across the stadium and its vibrant colors can be seen from miles away. It is the most notorious stand out of the 4 and with that being said takes usually 5 hours in line to get into.
But we weren't just any 7s goers, we were gypsies with magical capabilities (and high IQs). So instead of waiting in line from 7am till 12, we jingled around the West stands and corridors until 12/1/2pm and then got in line for the SS....which ended up taking only 20 minutes to reach the front.
But 20 minutes can seem like a lifetime so we made friends along the way - the Celtics team I bumped into were a favorite ;)
Lo and behold we were inside and ready to lose our voices and our heads to the sound of cheering fans and Pimms.
As the end neared, we all huddled together in sports fan cheer and whooped and hollared for our favorite team to win the final match. Once the game was over, we piled into a cab and headed off for some after hours fun in Central!
All in all, it was a 7s I will never forget. It's always fun to meet new people and try new things, but the one thing I loved most this year was being with my nearest and dearest friends. We made new memories, new inside jokes, and created a bond with each other that will always have a special place in my heart. I love you HK and all of your craziness (and the crazy people you allow to call you a home...including myself...;) )