I'm still coming down off the high from being in the arena to watch my first Eurovision Song Contest live. Well, the second semi-final, anyway.
And it's certainly a very different experience than watching it on TV.
For starters, the atmosphere in the room is incredible. There are flags from all over the world, not just those countries competing on the night.
There's also such a wide variety of people there to watch: gay, straight, male, female, young, old - you name it.
Another thing you notice - and this is something I was talking about with other fans after the show in the queue for boats to take us back to the city - is how friendly it all is.
There's none of that pent-up aggression and macho bullshit you get at sporting events - which is probably a good comparison with the size of Eurovision. Everyone was respectful of all the competitors, and was just there to have a good time.
A case in point was the reaction to Austria's "bearded lady" Conchita Wurst. She was the crowd's favourite by a country mile, and the roar that went up when she was on stage was deafening.
Every time she was mentioned in recaps the crowd went wild, and when she was being interviewed by the host you could hardly hear over the cheering.
Of course, I was also lucky enough to be there the night Australia provided the interval entertainment.
While there were plenty of other Aussies there too, my little Australian flag certainly attracted attention, with plenty of friendly European fans coming up to chat to me about the contest - and being very impressed that I'd come all this way to experience it!
On to Australia's performance: it was lovably kitsch, and went down a treat in the arena.
Jessica Mauboy's song was pure Eurovision, and proved that were we allowed to enter we'd give it a pretty good go.
Plus she also had a great political statement featuring the Aboriginal flag, which was probably lost on most of the European audience, but would've given bigots back home an apoplectic fit. Fantastic.
Perhaps the best measure of how it all went is the fact that all the Europeans I was chatting to afterwards were all very keen to see Australia be allowed to compete for real.
Maybe one day...fingers crossed!
