I'm not a big fan of music festivals. Somehow, the concept doesn't compute well with me. But sometimes, if it's free and I have nothing better to do, I go have a look.

That time, I went because it was on the right place at the right time. I was on my way from Hamburg to Odessa, and on the very day I was supposed to cross the Polish border, there was a festival featuring one band that I sort-of like. In addition to that, my ex-roommate was going to be there and we see each other once a year only. So I went.

If only I could go around the world and fish for people. If only I had a net that would filter only the 1000 greatest ones. I would put them all in a big bag, find a place big enough for all of them and organise a party with them on a long week-end. Damn! I would have the time of my life!