Friday, July 23, 2010

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.

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