When was the last gig you’ve all been to? It was already almost three years ago for me – although it was a 4-day-long festival rather than a concert.
It was Rock Werchter 2012 in Belgium. Wow, just the sound of it makes it feel like it was ages ago! In my memory, the week is highlighted. First ever camping at a festival sight, so no wonder.
(To be perfectly honest, though, what is left deeply etched is how it smelled, the temperature, and other almost unbearable discomforts. Oh, the joy of witnessing seats in buses and being able to sit in one, practically shouting “seats!” at the top of my lungs.)
Other than the usual ordeal of no shower for 4 days, it was purely magnificent. I’d hardly ever seen so many people packed in such a place with the sole purpose of having fun. And all of them dancing like no one is looking, and singing along, sweating and trembling together. I honestly think there are few other things that can convey such strong and positive feelings – I miss being at concerts! I miss the jumping and screaming. So. Much.
The weather was mostly beautiful during the day.(Mostly damp and rainy during the night, but nothing dramatic.) This picture above is taken with an old iPod touch – but look at that blue of the sky! Even though the sun made us get tipsy easier from the beer, it kept breaks pleasant.
That year, each and every person who wanted was given a cloth bag for collecting cups. Believe me, it was a HUGE fun to collect them and get free drink coupons! I think I paid for probably 20% of all drinks I consumed over the festival period – meaning that I picked up hundreds of used cups. It’s pretty clever, right? And very useful for poor exchange students like me and my friends.(Some random guys ran up to us and snatched our cup bags, too. Guess they were bloody desperate for some beer.)
On the train back to A’dam, I thought, ‘this is going to be the last festival camping I would ever have.‘ I’ll have to reconsider that – my body itches for some more of it.