So, 15.08.09, I woke up. After a quick breakfast (made of, what else but bread cheese and ham) we've decided to head over to the lake to take a dip. The was a cool breeze and the sun was shining. Overall I'd say it wasn't too cold because I walked about with a Tshirt and short pants and didn't feel a chill.
We got to the lake and saw that some people are already bathing in it. "Oh", I thought, "At least the water is batheable". And not before long, the spirit of Shuk rest upon me and I decided to follow Johan in jumping into the lake.
... If the lake was frozen and I would've hit the ice it would probably hurt less. Call me spoiled, but I'm not used to FREEZEING water. Johan said I made a legendary expression of torment but I just swam as fast as I could towards to nearest floating platform. There we jumped a but into the freezing water and after about 30 minutes we go out.
On the way back home we had some Ice Cream and I explained to Johan about Shuk and Shchuna. So for all my non Hebrew-Speaking
readers, I'll elaborate:
Shchuna (noun.) Pronunciation: SHKHOO-nah.
Direct Translation : Neighbourhood.
Meaning: Chaos (in a good way), Crazy stuff.
Shuk (noun.) Pronunciation: SHOOK.
Direct Translation : Marketplace.
Meaning: An even greater degree of shchuna.
So, we got back to the Forsblom house and ate lunch, jammed a bit (Johan's a musician) and generally rested before leaving
for Jonkoping. The story of the drive to Jonkoping is pretty uniteresting so lets just sum it up and say:
- We drove there.
- We've met with Linus, Linda and David (from the Local CS community).
- We've parked out car way too far from the festival and had to walk for about 30 minutes in the rain (no biggie).
It is when we got to the fetival grounds did the Major Shuk commence. As soon as we got there we saw there's a crane holding
a cage in the air with a net below and people were dropping from the cage.
Illustraion:
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Immediatley I decided that I wanted to do that as well.
300 SEK Later ...
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To sum it up I can say this:
Now I know how I WON'T be ending my life ...
After my self-induced near-death experience we've hung around teh festival ground and did all kinds of fun stuff.
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(That's Johan unicycling and A game of Giant Dukim :P )
A bit later we were joined by Daniel (aka Skalle from the Pixelation Forum) and had some Kalzone (IT WAS HUGE). By the time we were done, Lava Engine already started playing. We listened to them and all the while tried to find Mattias IA Eklundh (The Guitarist for Freak Kitch - the reason I came to this festival).
We caught a few glimpses of Mattias but couldn't find him anywhere back stage. And then they came up.
The concert was pretty awesome except for the a drunk chick and dude who kept screaming at mattias and sending him air-kisses
all the while doing some nazi salutes. Surviving this, we proceeded to enjoy the show and when it ended .. well, let's just say that
(More details in a following media post)
And thus ended a most crazy night out. We said goodbye to everybody and Johan let me drive the car all the way back to Eskjo.
I could start comparing Israeli traffic and driving manners to those of the Swedes, but I plan to return to Israel one day, so I wont.
In conclusion of that day I want to say thanks to
Linus,
Linda and David for the awesome time (you can find them in my friend list on CS).
The Shunk is strong here.
Nathan
P.S. If you want to hear more about certain parts of the trip, let me know.
P.P.S. The festival was organized by the local youth sobriety club and I came with my "I would give up drinking but I'm not a quitter" T-shirt ^.^
5km to Nassjo, where I broke down :(
Sunset view from the station where I stopped.
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5km to Nassjo, where I broke down :(
Sunset view from the station where I stopped.
