Jesus Junior and the Master of Bukakke :)

So let's start of with a lost and found add here. To whoever has found my morals, decent behavior and what was left of my self respect @ Vibe festival, you can keep them, I haven't got much use for them anyway :)

Then the festival itself, it was just freaking great.
We arrived they day before and got some well deserved rest as the dance floor and actually the whole damned festival was on top of the mountain, and we had to use the last of our strength to get our vehicles up there. Almost fainted when the woman in the local shop said the festival was 20 ams away. Luckily she was wrong. Although we are still wondering if she did it on purpose cause she had had enough with all the crazy hippies invading the village…

But it started off good, real good :)
When we got out of our tent @ 7 in the morning we got a warm welcome by Thomas, the first of the vikings that we've met, with a beer in the hand. We spent the rest of the day exchanging local drinks with shady backgrounds, taking a stroll around town, we made a hold up on the only liquor store, scared the local children and deconstructed society…
What a nice group of vikings they are, I must say. Feeling a bit naked, they said, because customs didn't let them bring their axes and helmets, and a little disappointed because they heard that blood offering and baby kiling is not a monthly habit  here. No problem, I replied, there are always ways… And other interesting neighbors arrived along the day, like Samy, Dejan...
A big hug for Kinga, too, who almost made us blush by complementing our blog :)

                              

And so we got up to dance floor and didn't leave until 2 in the afternoon.The music in the first night was great: zenonesque and the likes of that i figure. I really enjoyed Pspiralife (happy he is coming to Lost Theory as well). Not one boring moment.
And some great atmosphere and views from up there.
The day after the music on the main floor wasn't really my cup of tea, so we hit the yellow tent stage. No idea what the official name was but it was a tent and it was yellow and there was music and they played full on- good enough for us and some other freaks to spend some crazy time, couldn't tell you who were the artists but they were great…

 

After that we needed some other rhythms (otherwise we would have simply dissolved into The Matrix) and hit the chill out stage, where Loopus in Fabula (as we learned afterwards) made us dance and have a lot of fun. I don't know if it was a live set, a dj set or just the musical manifestation of this guy's deepest emotions. If it was the last option, it seems to me that he must be a happy guy, really great, we loved it. And he is coming to Lost Theory, too, that's good news :)

So all by all and there moreover, it was great. Love and light and happiness and flowers and fairies all over the place. People getting lovestruck on the spot, friendships were formed, names were revealed and forgotten, magic rainbow moments were shared on, after, under and next to the dance floor. I'm just so happy and i swear its not the acid I dropped :)
The Vibe team has done a good job here and the attendees have loved it.

It took us a while to get back to our senses and to start breaking up camp.
We left Valec yesterday morning and enjoyed about 42 kms of mountains, hills, old and new valleys, fluffy clouds and charming villages. At some point we were talking about how difficult it would be if we tried to make a ranking of nice roads of this trip. Only since this morning we got a beauty shock with at least three of them… Today's winner was a more or less 2 kms long zigzag road somewhere between Blutno (Blatno?) and Zihli. It was narrow and running through an oak trees forest, shadowy and going down in an almost challenging way as it was quite high at the beginning and there were some rocks making the sides more interesting at the turns. It ended in the valley, with a really nice contrast of the blackish asphalt and the yellow fields. Awesome.

Now here we are, dazed and confused in Kralovice with the constant echo of the beats still lingering on, at a camping, in a bungalow that is dated back from before the Soviet era, I guess.
We had a beer while checking in when we arrived last night and bumped into a Belgian man who lives here in the camping and might have shady businesses as he was doing something to a cellphone wearing latex gloves not to leave any fingerprint on them or so. We drank another one with him and enjoyed a bit of small talk regarding taxes/ fraud and cheap electric appliances you can get "second hand" (yeah, second hand, sure…) Then we went to our bungalow, located near this guy and his two friends, who were earlier "repairing" the cellphones with him. The rest of people (the normal looking ones, like families or professional cyclists) stay in the bungalows at the other side of the cafeteria. Interesting. They probably enjoyed a silent evening, while we were tortured by the whole collection of cassettes of the Belgian man.

Looking forward, trying to figure where to go after this. There still so much time left before SUN festival kicks off, will we be able to do a month without parties?

Only time will tell. For now i'll just eat a sandwich, or no euh, go sit in the sun a bit, or make some music, or or... euh...

Decompress.

Ow yeah and the title, well... better not to go into that, some things are better kept secret, but I'm sure it got your attention right?… right :)