Music was playing very loudly and he had the feeling of being at the centre of a hive with countless people swarming around him like bees, no, less benign, more like demented wasps. Then Alex was standing in the open air and the sun was shining brightly, the aroma of diesel and hot burning sugar in the air. The noise still continued and intensified as the music was accompanied by screeches and loud bangs. He held his hands over his ears to try to block out the cacophony of sound. It was so loud and so bright and everywhere there was movement, it was difficult to focus. Gradually there was more clarity. Small car-like vehicles were moving in front of him in a very erratic way. They were open-topped and held only one or two people in each one. With further clarity, Alex realised he was stand
