On Wednesday I queued (for the second time) from 11.00 in the morning to see Beyonce at the O2. I bought the tickets last year with early entry passes (you go in before general admission) and was going to sell them but thought the opportunity was too good to pass up. I was concerned I wasn't going to find anyone as mad as Eva who I queued with last year, but thankfully Lara signed up with me - even though I'm not quite sure she knew what she was getting into.
I swore to myself last time that I wouldn't ever do it again - she doesn't come on till 9 so there is a full on boring 10 hour wait in the line. But having already endured it I felt a little more prepared the second time around - I brought a sleeping bag to sit on and a phone charger for regular charging breaks. As a result, the experience was less uncomfortable then it was before.
To explain a little how it works, you literally sit down in a barrier queue in an indoor part of the O2. Fortunately, the people in the queue were lovely and very kind so we were able to leave our stuff in the line whilst we went out for breaks to get food and coffee. Getting food breaks up the day meaning that it all feels less of an endurance task. In addition, making friends meant we could play games together and chat.
That said, come 6.10 you are more then ready to be let into the arena. You get let onto the floor in groups and are told you can't run so you speed walk to find the best spot. Its intense and stressful being let in… seven hours waiting comes down to seconds in which to make quick decisions. Fortunately I knew that its best to go to the left of the stage and so we darted in that direction and secured being on the front row on the barrier.
The wait once your inside the arena is the most frustrating. You can't leave or risk losing your position and time goes by very slowly.
When Beyonce took to the stage the atmosphere was phenomenal. Being on the barrier meant that she sang to us a number of times and Lara and I both shook her hand. Jay Z coming on to rap as well as getting a selfie with Cara Delevingne was just the icing on top. Who knows, I may have to wait 11 hours for a third time...