Sziget for president.
forget Glasto or Oxegen, its the biggest festival in europe 350,000+ on an island in the middle of budapest, pure maddness. I have been along for the last two days helping out with amnesty international(free tickets) with my host nora. its been great craic and we finnish around 5 before any of the bands start playing. monday saw morceeba, nice and chilled at sunset, then last night went with bunch of hungarians to see their local heros Anima Sound System - kinda drum and bass, with a flute... nice. But you aint seen them till you seen 50,000 hungarians dance to them :) after that i lost one group of friends and found another (all these ppl had been workin at the stand too) and went to see Underworld, its was class.
the best big was when some random girl asked me to hold 3 drinks while she called her friends, after an unsuccessful call she gave me a drink and a smoke - pure grace.
then around 11 those guys were leaving so it was looking like an early departure until.... "ole ole OLE OLE" a big crowd of irish marched past, score. It was a group of about 10 or so who were collected up from different twos and threes to make one big crowd of craic. No sooner could you say "what part are you from?" and we were all giving it stacks in the techno tent until about 4.
I dont know any other nation who would just pick each other up along the way like that. go on ireland
we eventually made it down to a campsite to see dawn and listen to a cork man rippin the piss out of sean de paul, which was pure genius. i fell asleep in someone's tent around 7 and had the hardest cycle of my life back to the aparment just now, hanging, with my first ever hay fever and the killer sun beatin down on me for about half and hour, missions....
the adventure continues....
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