Doors open at 5:30, but the ticket suggests getting there early.
You arrive shortly before 5:30am and jump in a line that proves you are not as dedicated as the hoards of people in front of you.
It's cold, and you didn't dress for it. You have no choice but to let it go.
You get through the gate and make your way to the stage. You jam yourself amongst the crowd.
And then you wait.
You're tired and a little cranky, so inevitably, the people near you start bugging the shit out of you.
They start setting up the stage, and for a moment, it's all very exciting.
They announce that it'll be another hour and half before Miley arrives, so you go back to waiting. You soon forget what your life was like before you were standing in this crowd.
The time passes, and Miley makes her first appearance. The crowd goes MENTAL.
... And just like that, she's gone and it's back to waiting.
There's another wait after "We Can't Stop" but by now, you're used to it, so you're like:
Next Miley is back with a cover of Gil Scott-Heron's "I'll Take Care of You," proving herself to be a true rockstar in the process.
As a thank you to all the fans who came out so early in the morning, Miley decides to perform an extra song, not to be televised. It is a cover of Coldplay's "The Scientist."
With that, she's gone.
It's now 9am, and all your muscles hurt from standing in place for roughly the duration of Titanic, but it was totally and utterly worth it.