he woke up!
this strange hammering noise caught his ear while he was sleeping. he wasnt in his bedroom where he fell asleep a few hours ago after having a couple of cans in front of the telly.
but where was he? there was a window, so he stood up and walked towards it. the floor had a strange feel to it. it felt wet but wasnt. the curtains were closed.
he stood infront of the closed curtains and wasnt sure wether to open them or not. he had another look around the room and noticed there wasnt a door. how did he got in this room? who brought him here? and more important, why?
he finally decided to open the curtains. his only chance to find a clue what was going on anyway, since there werent any clues or hints in the room itself.
he stepped infront of the curtains, grapped one with each hand firmly and made himself ready to pull open.
*zipp!* he openend his eyes. behind the curtains were...
he woke up!
he sat up and stroke his hand over his sweaty face. what a strange dream.
30 September 2008
hip hop kemp 2 or how to pitch a tent in the dark
ok ok ... its NOT tomorrow - stop moaning and read!
as we stumbled quite strunken and high on party mood through the dark camping site to find a suiteable place to pitch our tents, we finally found a huge circle shaped room in the middle of an ocean of tents. no to far away of the entrance we dicided to stay and claim "our land".
we were already in full action unpacking and unfolding our tents as a czech guy(?) came up to us and signaled us with the whole of his body and in broken english that the place is reserved for some of his friends who are expected a bit later or tomorrow. unfazed we pitch our tents anyway, telling him that we were very sorry but our own need for a place to stay was more important to us, than the whereabouts of his mates. however we agreed to try to use up as less space as possible and in return they would move their tents together a bit more. fair enough - deal!
me and my brother shared a tent and down to our drunkeness it took us about 30 to 45 minutes to pitch a simple iglu-shaped tent with 3 struts and no tent cover!!! hahaha good times.
as we all were finally done and ready to pay our first visit to the festival site, i had a look after my ticket which should have been in my pocket. but you guessed it - it wasnt! SHITE! an unsucessful search around our tents made me go, no run back to the camp site entrance. luck of the irish or the dumb - call it what you want - i actually found my ticket dusty and partly covered with i-dont-wanna-know-what i returned to our group triumphant. just to find my brother on the brink of being really really pissed off as he lost his ticket as well. who would have guessed?
luck stroke again - charlotta had a spare one which she sold to him and we were almost happy bunnies again. off to the festival site!
we arrived at the container where you trade in your presicious ticket for a neon coloured arm band. unfortunatly all of us but 3 (charlotta, henry and robert - they had "regular" tickets) had internet tickets. and those were only dealt with at the one container already closed. emotions started to rise again and not only our numberous group (the brits from birmingham and bristol werent pleased either) started to condamn the organisers. we wanted in!!!
finally an hour later the poor guy who had sat in that container for like 24 hours before going to bed arrived again. we traded in our tickets and finally everyone was enjoying his/her time!
next time read what happend friday... or better - read what i can remember of that particular friday hehe
as we stumbled quite strunken and high on party mood through the dark camping site to find a suiteable place to pitch our tents, we finally found a huge circle shaped room in the middle of an ocean of tents. no to far away of the entrance we dicided to stay and claim "our land".
we were already in full action unpacking and unfolding our tents as a czech guy(?) came up to us and signaled us with the whole of his body and in broken english that the place is reserved for some of his friends who are expected a bit later or tomorrow. unfazed we pitch our tents anyway, telling him that we were very sorry but our own need for a place to stay was more important to us, than the whereabouts of his mates. however we agreed to try to use up as less space as possible and in return they would move their tents together a bit more. fair enough - deal!
me and my brother shared a tent and down to our drunkeness it took us about 30 to 45 minutes to pitch a simple iglu-shaped tent with 3 struts and no tent cover!!! hahaha good times.
as we all were finally done and ready to pay our first visit to the festival site, i had a look after my ticket which should have been in my pocket. but you guessed it - it wasnt! SHITE! an unsucessful search around our tents made me go, no run back to the camp site entrance. luck of the irish or the dumb - call it what you want - i actually found my ticket dusty and partly covered with i-dont-wanna-know-what i returned to our group triumphant. just to find my brother on the brink of being really really pissed off as he lost his ticket as well. who would have guessed?
luck stroke again - charlotta had a spare one which she sold to him and we were almost happy bunnies again. off to the festival site!
we arrived at the container where you trade in your presicious ticket for a neon coloured arm band. unfortunatly all of us but 3 (charlotta, henry and robert - they had "regular" tickets) had internet tickets. and those were only dealt with at the one container already closed. emotions started to rise again and not only our numberous group (the brits from birmingham and bristol werent pleased either) started to condamn the organisers. we wanted in!!!
finally an hour later the poor guy who had sat in that container for like 24 hours before going to bed arrived again. we traded in our tickets and finally everyone was enjoying his/her time!
next time read what happend friday... or better - read what i can remember of that particular friday hehe
02 September 2008
hip hop kemp 1
first things first! OMFG! what a great time but i start at the beginning...
we (my bro and 14 other, most good friends) met 8 am on thursday 21th in front of central station in hannover. everyone packed with festival essentials like camera (for silly, strunken pics), ipod, sleeping bag, tent, alcohol (various kinds) and a might good mood!!! and in bright sunshine we entered our first train to dresden. as i said before: first things first! the first vodka bottle is empty after 30 min! several beer join the mixture of breakfast and vodka/maracuja and the ipod is on full crunk - we own the wagon!!! that our ticket is not valid for the first 30 min is ignorabale... what can they do against 15 people in a good mood just wanting to have a good time. the controller sees it the same way after we play thick a la "oh we didnt know that!" with a warning saying "the next time you pay the full price" answered by a group chuckle were on our way!
one train later were on our way to dresden after a quick change of trains in halle (or was it halberstadt???)... why is there a smokin ban in trains??? well what are train toilets for =) the first greens are rolled and consumed and the mood still rising... oh yeah still!
dresden - its noon or so, the sun is blasting down and we have to wait a hour for our next train... czech rep. were coming!!! so we inhabit the wide space in front of dresden central station and drink some more... (note: at that time all our alcohol we brought with us was basically gone already so we speaking seconds here ;-) )
and so we enter our last train for the day... destination hradec kralove! some random dude is tailing us - appearently hes travelling earlier than his people and in search of company... well if there wasnt his quite annoying character. call me cocky or a dick or both but i didnt spoke to him.
and there we are... a little jump in time (dont worry you just missing out on further alcohol consumption and a dickhead of czech controller who charged us more for our ticket to have some money spare for the upcoming weekend - or so)
hradec kralove: not exactly how i expected it. many modern buildings surround the station and the last shuttle bus is waiting to bring circa 120 people plus luggage to the festival site... only problem is: the bus normally just takes around 80-90 people max around... NICE!!!
ah well - 15 min trip to the site... unpack all human cargo... lets hope we still find a space to camp!!!
read how that went tomorrow... here!
we (my bro and 14 other, most good friends) met 8 am on thursday 21th in front of central station in hannover. everyone packed with festival essentials like camera (for silly, strunken pics), ipod, sleeping bag, tent, alcohol (various kinds) and a might good mood!!! and in bright sunshine we entered our first train to dresden. as i said before: first things first! the first vodka bottle is empty after 30 min! several beer join the mixture of breakfast and vodka/maracuja and the ipod is on full crunk - we own the wagon!!! that our ticket is not valid for the first 30 min is ignorabale... what can they do against 15 people in a good mood just wanting to have a good time. the controller sees it the same way after we play thick a la "oh we didnt know that!" with a warning saying "the next time you pay the full price" answered by a group chuckle were on our way!
one train later were on our way to dresden after a quick change of trains in halle (or was it halberstadt???)... why is there a smokin ban in trains??? well what are train toilets for =) the first greens are rolled and consumed and the mood still rising... oh yeah still!
dresden - its noon or so, the sun is blasting down and we have to wait a hour for our next train... czech rep. were coming!!! so we inhabit the wide space in front of dresden central station and drink some more... (note: at that time all our alcohol we brought with us was basically gone already so we speaking seconds here ;-) )
and so we enter our last train for the day... destination hradec kralove! some random dude is tailing us - appearently hes travelling earlier than his people and in search of company... well if there wasnt his quite annoying character. call me cocky or a dick or both but i didnt spoke to him.
and there we are... a little jump in time (dont worry you just missing out on further alcohol consumption and a dickhead of czech controller who charged us more for our ticket to have some money spare for the upcoming weekend - or so)
hradec kralove: not exactly how i expected it. many modern buildings surround the station and the last shuttle bus is waiting to bring circa 120 people plus luggage to the festival site... only problem is: the bus normally just takes around 80-90 people max around... NICE!!!
ah well - 15 min trip to the site... unpack all human cargo... lets hope we still find a space to camp!!!
read how that went tomorrow... here!
01 September 2008
back in the country
flying out to hannover on august friday 15th and arriving around 11 pm and gettin picked up by two friends.
and saturday my holidays started. since we werent out on friday due to lack of drive and appropiate party, we went to maixmal electro party in hte mephisto to rock the night - good!!! met basically half of hannover in one night and danced the night away... as long that i cant actually remember the way back home. but arent those the best nights out? a pal made photos which i hopefully can post in a bit here in this blog - worth waiting for i tell ye!
sunday then was the day to recovery so i wouldnt be to trashed to visit my folks on monday. hehe
only two more days and i would hit the road (or better the german railway system) with 14 others (my bro, and good friends) to go to the czech republic - hip hop kemp!
so to save a bit of party energy and to justify that i paid 30 quit for my bike return i went ridin! did i miss my local spots and almost forgot how good it was riding them! in the full on sun the whole day tuesday - oh yeah!!! but i should suffer the next day... thanks to the english weather i didnt rode my bike in ages. do you that pain in muscles you forgot you have after a whole day riding? double it and youre there =)
and then the thursday! off to hradec kralove... but thats another story ;-)
stay tuned
and saturday my holidays started. since we werent out on friday due to lack of drive and appropiate party, we went to maixmal electro party in hte mephisto to rock the night - good!!! met basically half of hannover in one night and danced the night away... as long that i cant actually remember the way back home. but arent those the best nights out? a pal made photos which i hopefully can post in a bit here in this blog - worth waiting for i tell ye!
sunday then was the day to recovery so i wouldnt be to trashed to visit my folks on monday. hehe
only two more days and i would hit the road (or better the german railway system) with 14 others (my bro, and good friends) to go to the czech republic - hip hop kemp!
so to save a bit of party energy and to justify that i paid 30 quit for my bike return i went ridin! did i miss my local spots and almost forgot how good it was riding them! in the full on sun the whole day tuesday - oh yeah!!! but i should suffer the next day... thanks to the english weather i didnt rode my bike in ages. do you that pain in muscles you forgot you have after a whole day riding? double it and youre there =)
and then the thursday! off to hradec kralove... but thats another story ;-)
stay tuned
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