That woman you're jealous of?

She's going to help you work out what you want.

August 2007

I’m 22 and sat on the sandy banks of the Danube River in Serbia, drinking pints of beer from plastic cups and eating burgers that taste like cat food.

For the past month, I’ve been travelling with my sister and two friends through Italy, Croatia, Slovenia and Bosnia in the roaring heat.

We’ve been sleeping in tents, swimming in the turquoise seas, cooking bean stews on a camping stove and doing some eccentric photoshoots in locals’ houses.

Now, we’ve met with about 50 people we know from London and Brighton to go to Exit Festival, which is set in a 17th century fortress. We’re camping nearby.

While curled up on this fashioned beach with a friend who has become a romance, I see my recently ex-boyfriend’s new girlfriend approaching us.