Mud & Fun
After catching up with Chin in Copenhagen for an evening we decided it would be best to get to the festival grounds as soon as possible due to the fact that nearly 40,000 people head to the camping grounds on the first day (4 days before the music starts). It turned out to be a good call despite the pain it caused lugging around camping gear and food for an hour or so trying to find a spot. The whole west side of the grounds was completely full so we eventually decided on a spot on the east side quite far away from the stages. It was relatively quiet and unpopulated which would not last long.
The camping areas were divided into various areas each with a common area with food stalls, toilets and a huge tent (or agora) with it's own particular theme. We ended up next to the 'dance' themed agora which was fortuitous. The very next morning the clouds arrived and began to downpour on the proceedings, making us very glad we set up when we did. The next day the dirt had been transformed into mud and little lakes. The rain stopped us from exploring the grounds much, but it did not stop the party at the dance agora at night. So we went out and danced away to reggae music a few evenings and got loose with fellow punters who were excited to be there. The music was good, however by the 4th day of reggae I was pretty over hearing those laid back grooves constantly.
Our neighbours in the camping area turned out to be champs all round. Closest were a bunch of Swedish Fins (maybe 8 of them) who were great ambassadors for their country because they were so nice and so attractive. These Scandanavians are so good looking and well dressed. We were also close to a group of hilarious English lads who took a shining to Juzzy and made him punish his liver every evening. They affectionately renamed us 'Hot Dave' and 'Skip'. The sun did come out for a couple of days so we could enjoy watching dance classes/showcases at the agora, swimming down at the lake and just hanging out throwing frisbees around and what not. Basically the three days warm up passed by really quickly and by the time the music was starting we could have done with some more time to hang out in the camping grounds with our new festival buddies.
The camping areas were divided into various areas each with a common area with food stalls, toilets and a huge tent (or agora) with it's own particular theme. We ended up next to the 'dance' themed agora which was fortuitous. The very next morning the clouds arrived and began to downpour on the proceedings, making us very glad we set up when we did. The next day the dirt had been transformed into mud and little lakes. The rain stopped us from exploring the grounds much, but it did not stop the party at the dance agora at night. So we went out and danced away to reggae music a few evenings and got loose with fellow punters who were excited to be there. The music was good, however by the 4th day of reggae I was pretty over hearing those laid back grooves constantly.
Our neighbours in the camping area turned out to be champs all round. Closest were a bunch of Swedish Fins (maybe 8 of them) who were great ambassadors for their country because they were so nice and so attractive. These Scandanavians are so good looking and well dressed. We were also close to a group of hilarious English lads who took a shining to Juzzy and made him punish his liver every evening. They affectionately renamed us 'Hot Dave' and 'Skip'. The sun did come out for a couple of days so we could enjoy watching dance classes/showcases at the agora, swimming down at the lake and just hanging out throwing frisbees around and what not. Basically the three days warm up passed by really quickly and by the time the music was starting we could have done with some more time to hang out in the camping grounds with our new festival buddies.
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