What a party! It was really cool being able to talk with other hobbas in real time. Sometimes the fingers don’t keep up very well, so the conversation gets a bit weird.
The first time I tried to get into the lounge, I kept getting bumped right out onto the street! Thought they didn’t like me or something. There were a lot of people then so maybe there was a bouncer at the door that just ejected us latecomers. But then after doing my motherly duty and driving my daughter to exchange her too large jeans for a pair one size smaller, I decided to try and get in the lounge again – and voila.