Hultsfred, the mud fest.

Hello!
This is my first post on this thingie so wish me luck.

I want to tell you about the reason I missed our break-up ceremony, the Hultsfredsfestival.
I woke up on wednesday morning and grabbed my luggage and walked out the door. On the way to my tram-station I realized that my luggage were far to unconfortable to carry more than a small distance. "Well, I'm going from bus to bus so it won't be any problem" I thought. I was wrong. After a four hour bus journey I found out that I had to carry these bags from hell for two kilometers until we were at the camping site, I was ready to collapse in the intense heat after only one. My travel companions let me sit down in a chair to rest and to guard their backpacks (oh my, why wasn't I that clever to bring my backpack?) with my lifte while they were searching for a place to set up our tent on the almoast full camping site. Astrid, Frida and David called me after half an our and said that they have found a free spot. They came to get me and to carry some luggage there. But the spot was muddier than a sandbox in a firedepatment. Everywhere in sight mud was there filling the view. And this was the only space big enough for two tents to fit in that they had found. Then like a call from above Sakari called me and said that he had found a great place, it was dry and it had space left for a couple of tents. The catch was that this place was on the far edge of the camping site. Well, we made it and in the end our tents stood there so magnificently.

Now we could relax and chill out for a while. The festival didn't start until the next day so we went to the beach nearby and bathed. The night fell and people got drunker and drunker. Me, Astrid and David hadn't brought anyting to drink so we felt a little bit malplaced there. But it is kinda funny to watch drunk people.

The next day the festival began and our friend Olof and his friend Seb came and made our camp a slightly larger camp. The first day was very hot and sunny and all we had were one bottle of sunlotion factor 6.
That day we took it easy and saw, Helmet, Slipnot, Marilyn Manson and Las Palmas.
The Slipnot consert took place on a large gravel-field and in that heat the field turned into a intense dustcloud from time to time. But the consert was very good, what a rush, they were really crazy.
The Las Palmas consert was really crowded and it was on this consert that I had a small dispyte with another person in the audience. I saw an asshole who I thought was touching Astrid in a slightly inappropirate way. I told him to stop doing that. He continiued. I tried to peacefully take his hand off Astrid, he forcefully pushed me away. Now I was mad as hell. He was going to the back of the crowd and while he walked away he punched me in the face. I weren't late to react and punched him in the back of his head. He left. This concert wasn't any good. Las Palmas were better on Arvika last year.

The day after that I saw Slayer, Nine inch Nails and a litte bit of The magic numbers, Snoop Dogg and Millencollin.
I didn't like Slayer but Nine Inch Nails ruled this festival! I was near the stage on this consert and it was awesome. (Sakari liked Nine Inch Nails too) I managed to get a shower this day too. During Nine inch Nails it rained A LOT and it was good, otherwise we wold have to withstand the dustclowd of Slipknot. We found a bunch of people living in the north of sweden on that consert, they were cool. When we came home this night Frida and Davids tent was broken and our Mushroom flag was also broken. We don't like people who aren't nice.

The last day of the festival was the busiest one, I bought a bandana and a flowerstick. We saw USCB Allstars, Timbuktu, Lars Winnerbäck, Doktor Kosmos, Håkan Hellström, Sator, System of a Down, Looptroop and the Hives.
System of a Down rocked the moast. Looptroop, the Hives and Timbuktu were also good. The bandana was lilac.
This day was also sunny.

The day after that (Sunday) we took the bus home. Not much to tell you about that. When I finally got home I fell asleep for about 12 hours.

I hope I didn't bore you that much but Johan told me to write something about Hultsfred and I did.
Over and out.