so we're all at sumfest and enjoying ourselves. oliver has a group of friends there and we park ourselves next to them. as soon as someone decides to get something to drink oliver goes with and ends up taking care of our drinks for the night. jc and debbie both keep saying that he's such a sweetheart. oliver has a blast at sumfest and we're all quite entertained watching him jumping around and dancing. he even kept an eye out for jc. he was wonderful!

the night wears on and i become painfully aware that even though i'm in comfy shoes, my feet are killing me. by 3am i am no longer enjoying myself in spite of the awesome performances. i really wanted to see the clash between bounty killer and beenie man, and so did the tens of thousands of other people at sumfest. oliver is having a great time but he can tell i'm hurting. as you can see from my video clips, ele gives a fantastic performance just as expected. then capleton comes on stage and i notice that everyone is just talking and walking around. they're basically ignoring him. and i remember from last year that he was the last act of the night and everyone left in the middle of it to avoid traffic! so i ask oliver why no one is paying attention to him and he says that he teaches too much. i feel kinda bad for him.

dawn is breaking and here comes beenie man. every single person at the venue is going crazy! ...and he had a few things to say in response to bounty killer's comments earlier that night. he wraps things up and it's 5:30am. we head out of the venue and my feet are hurting so bad that i have to make a concerted effort to walk. i have to think about and control every step i make. all i wanna do is peel my clothes off and jump straight to bed. when we finally make it back to the gloriana i do just that, and laying down felt sooooo good!

we don't to go sleep right away. oliver puts his arm around me and we talk until both of us nod off.

what a great way to end a great night!