the lowdown

I don't even know where to begin...

Anyway, here it was my last week in Denmark which was also my week at Roskilde Festival.

The idea I had on my mind was nothing compared to the real thing: guys peeing against fences, girls squatting and peeing everywhere, people running around naked, thousands of tents so close to each other you could barely move in between them... after some days it looked like a refugee camp with garbage all around, people with teared clothes and dirty faces... and the smell... ohhh the smell!!!

The freezing nights and the hot mornings that made you sleep 3 hours in average every night, the drunk girls chatting you up, the queues for the portable toilets... this images and (particularly) smells will stay with me for a long while!!! :/

And then there was the music, although it was much more than about just music. It's like the only time of the year that Danes can free themselves, that they're repressed throughout the whole year and this is it. They turn into completely different people: they are dirty, filthy, irresponsible, destroy their tents and set them on fire on the last night. By sunday, the festival site looks like a battlefield.

And then there is the people - the people you go with, the people you meet there... Thank you Anita for all the good music you introduced me to, thank you Mike for the booze and the wild nights, thank you Alex for the most amazing days I've spent with someone for a while. I'm gonna cry now...

And all this had to happen days before my departure from Denmark!! I hate this bad timing I always seem to have!!!