We have tried a few times now to update our blog, but it's so hot the letters evaporated on the spot together with our inspiration, but we will give it a try, here we go :)
We can't believe its already August! Time really does fly by. Or bicycles by, in our case.Tomorrow we are entering Croatia, the 8th border we will be crossing. Just one more to go as we are passing a little bit of Serbia to get to Deringaj as quick as possible. Pity we have to leave Hungary just now that we are starting to fluently brabbel Hungarian… well, not really its still sounds Chinese to us. Although
now we know that "hello" and "bye" are the same word in Hungarian and we start to naturally say "thank you, hello" when leaving a shop or finishing a conversation, if we say anything at all, because there is a heatwave going on that stops one from conversating in a normal manner or from taking pictures or from anything we normally like to do while traveling. Walking straight gets difficult, thinking clearly also. Not to mention the numerous fatamorganas we are experiencing…
Which bring us directly to the last festival we attended, named SUN festival, where a lot of what we mentioned here above was also going on in even higher doses. You can add eccentric and high powered dancing to that, staring at the dj or into the abyss or for some directly into the sun.
SUN festival chose its name well, but for me they ordered a bit to much of it. We have no problem with the sun at all you know, but it is the heat that accompanies it that kills us, we had a day of 41° in the shade to which you can add some more degrees if you find yourself in the middle of the SUN trance dance team… Luckily we had some friends armed with things to spray water on us and everybody else, and there were bits and pieces of shade.
A whopping 12000 freaks from all likes and sides of the world had gathered in peace and harmony for some dazzling days of psychological destruction, dust and of course killer music in a beautiful environment.
We arrived the day before and had our preparty mode on, which lasted until 5 and from there it went all uphill, in a whirlpool of fluorescent lights we danced our way till three days later, when we tried to decide "should we stay or should we go" because we felt great there with the old and new friends, but also we knew we had to start biking towards our family in the Lost Theory playground, otherwise we would not make it on time… So we flipped a coin and fate made us pack and go amidst a cloud of dust and sweat, although some might have thought there were tears. We left with a satisfied smile in our faces and our legs ready to pedal as soon as possible in search of a pension with a nice clean toilet and a shower to recover and decompress… We found them 40 kms later, the room even had AC and our transition from festival mode to biking mood was definitely good.
By the way, if someone drove over Kelly's hat somewhere between Bercel and Azsod, please bring it to LOST THEORY :)
We can't believe its already August! Time really does fly by. Or bicycles by, in our case.Tomorrow we are entering Croatia, the 8th border we will be crossing. Just one more to go as we are passing a little bit of Serbia to get to Deringaj as quick as possible. Pity we have to leave Hungary just now that we are starting to fluently brabbel Hungarian… well, not really its still sounds Chinese to us. Although
now we know that "hello" and "bye" are the same word in Hungarian and we start to naturally say "thank you, hello" when leaving a shop or finishing a conversation, if we say anything at all, because there is a heatwave going on that stops one from conversating in a normal manner or from taking pictures or from anything we normally like to do while traveling. Walking straight gets difficult, thinking clearly also. Not to mention the numerous fatamorganas we are experiencing…
Which bring us directly to the last festival we attended, named SUN festival, where a lot of what we mentioned here above was also going on in even higher doses. You can add eccentric and high powered dancing to that, staring at the dj or into the abyss or for some directly into the sun.
SUN festival chose its name well, but for me they ordered a bit to much of it. We have no problem with the sun at all you know, but it is the heat that accompanies it that kills us, we had a day of 41° in the shade to which you can add some more degrees if you find yourself in the middle of the SUN trance dance team… Luckily we had some friends armed with things to spray water on us and everybody else, and there were bits and pieces of shade.
A whopping 12000 freaks from all likes and sides of the world had gathered in peace and harmony for some dazzling days of psychological destruction, dust and of course killer music in a beautiful environment.
We arrived the day before and had our preparty mode on, which lasted until 5 and from there it went all uphill, in a whirlpool of fluorescent lights we danced our way till three days later, when we tried to decide "should we stay or should we go" because we felt great there with the old and new friends, but also we knew we had to start biking towards our family in the Lost Theory playground, otherwise we would not make it on time… So we flipped a coin and fate made us pack and go amidst a cloud of dust and sweat, although some might have thought there were tears. We left with a satisfied smile in our faces and our legs ready to pedal as soon as possible in search of a pension with a nice clean toilet and a shower to recover and decompress… We found them 40 kms later, the room even had AC and our transition from festival mode to biking mood was definitely good.
By the way, if someone drove over Kelly's hat somewhere between Bercel and Azsod, please bring it to LOST THEORY :)
Now we are here, 350 kms away from Deringaj, our final destination. It took us a few days to return to the bicycle routine, but we are back in business and unexpected stuff began to happen quick enough. A couple of nights ago we were starting to put up the tent in the middle of nowhere when we suddenly noticed we were totally surrounded by weed plants. Kelly went to do some research, his face glowing, but they were all from the non smokable kind, plus dead or dried. Since then we have seen more plants in the sides of the road and in remote corners of gardens, but they are all useless. Frustrating, true, but pretty entertaining as we got tired of playing Scrabble every night some weeks ago, so a little stroll through the fields becomes quite exciting :)
Also our small budget got extra small, on the wrong side of zero so to say.
But we seem to know how to handle these kind of situations: bread, the cheap pate (no more salmon and foie grass) and the occasional trashcan helps us not dying from starvation.
Its unbelievable what people throw in the trashcan by the way , the other day we found an iPhone, a jet ski and a dog
sadly we couldn't eat any of that , except the dog, but we had thrown our camping gas away a long time ago now , so it was pretty useless. we only like hot dogs :)
But with a little help from our friends we are back in the money game, living on the easy side, and enjoying champagne for breakfastThanks friends, God will pay it back to you at the end :)
We'd love to keep writing, but the girls from the cafeteria refused to charge the battery of the laptop and so there is no more time left. We refused their coffee, by the way. Ha, sweet revenge. We were too full of ice-cream anyways. Kelly repeated the Bad Pyrmont experience and ordered strange flavors (Dark Side and Bird Milk) but this time the result was better.
This is about it, we were thinking with nostalgia about the good old days, when we had rain and floods, and temperatures were not this high…
Some photos from these last days :)
sadly we couldn't eat any of that , except the dog, but we had thrown our camping gas away a long time ago now , so it was pretty useless. we only like hot dogs :)
But with a little help from our friends we are back in the money game, living on the easy side, and enjoying champagne for breakfastThanks friends, God will pay it back to you at the end :)
We'd love to keep writing, but the girls from the cafeteria refused to charge the battery of the laptop and so there is no more time left. We refused their coffee, by the way. Ha, sweet revenge. We were too full of ice-cream anyways. Kelly repeated the Bad Pyrmont experience and ordered strange flavors (Dark Side and Bird Milk) but this time the result was better.
This is about it, we were thinking with nostalgia about the good old days, when we had rain and floods, and temperatures were not this high…
Some photos from these last days :)
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