The festival was both what I was expecting and defying my expectations at the same time.

On the outside it seemed like every bit the cliché music festival it was: it was outdoors, in the plains. There was the stage around which everything was revolving. There were trailers, cars and even some motorcycles, arranged in no particular way. Then there were the stands, some of which with with food, games, with T-shirts, pants and acces.....ories, all of them having using the logo of a band that was performing at the festival. The place was roady and crowdy crowded, ...... and [conjunctie] people barely managing managed to even move.

However, this festival defied my expectations through the feelings of family and community it brought. Everyone was joyous, laughing and having such a good time, it made you forget that everyone was a stranger to each other. They all had this thing in common, this one thing that brought them all there to celebrate together, as if fate itself .......... had decided that.

Then there was the discreet order of this place, which was easily missed if you didn't pay close attention: the empty space in the middle that was reserved for the people, surrounded by the stands, which were also surrounded by the vehicles. It was as if they were shielding everyone, protecting them from the outside world.

All in all, the festival was truly something else.

Last edited by Diana Banana (2019-06-10 15:26:29)