typical day at roskilde

i wake up panicked. it is probably 110 degrees in our tent and i have on every piece of clothing (plus an eye mask, ear warmers, and the warm jacket that practically fell from heaven and landed directly in front of our tent, thank you jesus). from about 3am to 7am it is freezing. its like the desert or something. who knew denmark was like the desert? but yeah, it gets a bit chilly and apparently tayler and i are too hard core for "matts" or "sleeping bags." we use the traditional layering and cuddling method.

we had gone to bed at 4 or 5am and shortly after that some kid opened up our tent and straight up asked if he could sleep in our tent! with out even taking off my eye mask, and without hesitation....i said 'no.'
come on! freakin' L camp.
after he left i considered calling him back over. perhaps he had a blanket. or a pillow. or something to contribute!
dang it.

every morning, come 8 o'clock i frantically take off my layers, grab my little blanket and walk to the white tent...which is a big tent where people, such as myself, take naps (which is all you really do at roskilde is take a bunch of 3 hour naps here and there). on this particular morning there was a girls choir. All dressed up. They were singing over me, like angles. It was actually pretty soothing, at least it wasnt kids (and when i say kids i mean anyone acting like they are 5...but they are actually 19) squirting me. in the ear. with a water gun. yes this happened during my nap the day before.

Most days swimming in the lake trumps showering and so tayler and i got our swimsuits and made our way over. I was not surprised to see a sign that said "Lake closed due to ecoli."
Plan B. a freezing cold shower, in a metal box, with about 25 other mostly naked people. awesome.

this is roskilde.
and although it all sounds....um...ridiculous.
im sure you are thinking why would anyone in their right mind pay $350 dollars and, in our case, fly half way across the world to camp for a week.
well...you have to see for yourself.
the concerts i saw and the friends i have met and the stories i have come away with are...priceless.

"L" camp

Of course its great that tayler still has benefits and can fly for free, but i just kinda wish she was a flight attendant for skywest. and had the same life and benefits as me :) we woke up at the buttcrack of dawn and said our goodbyes, hoping to just see each other at the copenhagen airport. Well...with standby we tend to hope for the best but expect the worst. my plan a - was to fly out of atlanta. plan b - out of jfk...somehow i ended up in newark. and so did tayler. after a night in new york with a friend. we finally made it on a continental flight first class to cph!!!
Making our way straight to roskilde we thought we would get our tent set up and and settle in and then we could go to the city or what have you. we waited in line. mingled/danced/drank carlsberg with the other 50,000 roskilders and as everyone was relaxing. someone started talking over the PA system. in danish of course. as he finished speaking everyone frantically picked up there stuff and started running into the camping area. the doors had been opened. and if tayler and i didnt grab our stuff and start running with them we would probably get seriously injured. "where is everyone running to?" asked tayler, as we are running, "i have no idea...i think we have to find a place to camp, but i dont know where is good." After running aimlessly for a good while we found an open space next to some good looking fellows and declared our home for the next week.
little did we know that we choose "L" came which tends to be more popular for the crazy teenagers and first time rosklide goers.
im not even kidding, through out the week people sprayed us with beer. peed on our tent. spray painted our tent. and it was not unusual for them to be playing limbo and blasting music at 4am.
needless to say i felt like i was at the kids table at thanksgiving and next year we are definitely camping in the "B" or "C" camp with the adults.