Friday was HOT in Sydney. The hottest day on record. It reached forty five degrees where we live and I know it exceeded that temperature in certain parts of the city. Crazy. And it just so happened that Scott and I had tickets to the Big Day Out. We are huge fans of The Killers and The Red Hot Chilli Peppers, so we could not let this festival slip by. It was my first Big Day Out and I certainly waited long enough to experience it. We had more than a few good chuckles at ourselves for getting out and amongst the thousands of scantily clad young ones... oldies that we are. But in that boiler room, with the DJ doing his thing, the music pumping, lights flashing, ferris wheel spinning, I felt eighteen again. And it was pretty bloody wonderful. My feet didn't thank me, for grinding them into the ground dancing. Sometimes you've just got to unleash that inner youth. Oh and the headline acts did not disappoint, definitely worth the years we've waited to see them live.