When my mind is clean. And only then, then my blog will get a clean redo too.

Tata my friends.

And in between the things on my to do list, I’m meeting up with friends and family, do laundry and get groceries, et cetera.

People who think I’m bored, or have nothing better to do.. suck.

Those days come every now and again
No way I feel like this is the end but

Let’s go back to the start
Like it use to be
Before your broken heart
And your hatred for me
Back when all this began
Do you remember back then
All the plans that we made
Can we get back to those days

Is there any wonder I’m not right
Where do we go now
Is there any wonder you wont fight
Where do we go now
Have there been too many wrongs to right
I’d say goodbye but…

But I do.

I like to wait to see how things turn out
If you apply some pressure

And it’s kinda true. I am slowly picking up my old life again. Last week I saw Bouncing Souls and Infadels in one week. And this week I am going to another live show, from the Dutch band Johan.

I think I’m gonna visit more live shows again. Rocks!!!

Need to get myself a new set of ear plugs soon. I’m getting old.

Germany’s bigger than we thought it was. It seemed like it never ended, we even had to spend the night somewhere in a little village called Kist. Luckily the pension we found had one room left, and we had a good night rest. Nice and cosy, and I really liked the smell of the towels they had there. Fresh and clean. Nice.

The next day we continued our journey to the east of Europe. And finally we crossed the border from Germany to Austria. We spend the night there in Vienna. Very nice city, I wish the shops weren’t closed when we got there but oh well. After Vienna we only had to travel for a few hundred kilometers to reach Budapest. We arrived there somewhere in the afternoon and checked in at the cheap hotel we booked before on the internet.

I was really happy that we had a hotel instead of camping at the festival. Because I really hate camping and we decided we’d never ever go camping again hehe. Anyway.

Good food and Aquaworld

We wanted to try some Hungarian cuisine that day, and I found a card from a nice looking restaurant at the hotel’s reception. So we decided to let Tom Tom be our guide to that place. The traffic in Budapest is crazy. People are driving here as if their lives aren’t worth anything and they don’t care about rules. I don’t get it. Glad my b/f drove the car here because I really couldn’t do this. Anyway. We arrived at the wrong restaurant. But that wasn’t such a disaster, because this restaurant called Fanyuvo was a nice little place where they serve great food! Their Dubarry Chicken Breast and Forest Mushroom Soup was delicious, and I really enjoyed my desert too! Perfectly thin pancakes with cocoa and warm vanilla sauce, yummm! And it was cheap too. Great place. We enjoyed our first dinner, so far so good.

The next day we went to Aquaworld, a big swimmingpool. Time for some freshness! It was really hot in Budapest, at some days it would be 32 degrees celcius! Aquaworld was fun. It’s a very modern pool with a lot of different slides and I enjoyed two very nice hot water bubble tubs.

Time for Sziget!

So finally, the next day it was time for Sziget. We were getting fried when we were standing in line to exchange our tickets for a wristband, it was so hot that day. We saw a lot of bands and enjoyed a lot of beer and cocktails. The festival was great. I’ve never been to such a big festival, you can do all kinds of things there too. Pottery baking (I really wanted to do that, but it was so hot and I didn’t want to get that dirty haha), for example. The partying never ended, the festival was open 24 hours a day all week long. And you could camp your tent anywhere, so different than any other festival I visited.

We saw the Subways, Editors, Manic Street Preachers, Pendulum, Prodigy, Offspring, Turbonegro, Klaxons, I am X, Nouvelle Vague, Ska-P, Oi Va Voi, Vive la Vete, Deathstars, Maximo Park, and The Notwist.

The sickness

The last night of Sziget, we were discussing wether we’d check out Life of Agony or not. We decided we were too tired, and we don’t really like Life of Agony THAT much, so we went to the hotel. Which was a good choice. Because after I slept for an hour, I woke up sick. So glad we didn’t camp there, because I had to throw up and go to the toilet all night long and I couldn’t get my rest anymore. I felt empty and terrible.

Normally I feel very relieved when I get rid of my stomach contents. All the bad stuff is out and gone and stuff. But not this time. I felt weak and every muscle in my body was very sensitive and hurt when you touched it. I tried to move my body to the car because my b/f would drive us to a hospital, but it was one of the hardest things I had to do that day (next to the anal examination and the smell of mushy unrecognizable food from an old woman lying next to me) because I felt so weak and powerless. I thought that my body would stop working and that I’d just die that day.

The hospital

Luckily Tom Tom brought us at the hospital, but we had to find the right entrance for ourselves. The Hungarian language is a weird language. I don’t understand anything of it. Every sign at the complex the hospital was, was in Hungarian. Of course. After a minute of walking around like aliens on an unknown planet, we saw a man. No speak English. Oh my God. He saw that I was holding my stomach and that I was in a lot of pain, and he sent us to a building a few meters right from us in his alien language. The receptionist from that hospital department sent us to the third floor from the hospital, in the same alien language.

We found an English speaking doctor there, and we found out that the man outside had send us to the baby department of the hospital. He probably thought I was pregnant or something. Hmmz. I don’t even look that fat now do I. Anyway. The doctor, who was a gynaecologist, brought us to the right building where they examined me.

A wheelchair, a male nurse with the bluest eyes ever, two not so modern hospital beds, three examinations and a few hours later, a doctor told me they had to move me to another hospital. They’d move me with an ambulance. So after one and a half hour, (I don’t know why, but they kept me waiting a lot for a long time that day!!!) they finally came and got me for the ambulance.

Trent Reznor

Two men arrived and one of them looked like Trent Reznor. The one that looked like Trent Reznor didn’t speak any English. The other one, let’s just call him John, perhaps had an English vocabulary of two words (’hello’ and ‘come’). They led me and my b/f to the ambulance, were a big fat driver was waiting for us. I felt like I was in a James Bond movie or something when we were driving through Budapest. The drive seemed like a chase and we were driving like crazy, while the driver and John were checking out hot chicks and honking at them. Trent Reznor was sitting with me and my b/f, just sitting there, drinking his cherry coke and being a Trent Reznor look a like.

No speak English

We finally arrived after half an hour, and I had to walk upstairs to the first floor. We asked if there was an elevator, because I was exhausted, but John’s English vocabulary couldn’t help him formulate an answer in English, so I believe John made gestures to me that said “it’s just one floor up, stop being such a cry baby, stupid tourist”, so I just climbed the stairs slowly.

A nurse came up to us while we took a seat in the waiting area (just some old chairs in the hallway). I believe she asked me if I could walk, because of the gestures she made. But when she found out I couldn’t speak Hungarian and she couldn’t understand any English, she just let me walk. Well, fine. People aren’t willing to do anything for you when you don’t speak Hungarian there. Nice.

IV therapy

They put me on IV therapy and I also had to stay there for the night. I felt terrible. My b/f couldn’t stay, he had to pick up the car at the other hospital, and he had to stay in the hotel 20 kilometers from the hospital at the other side of Budapest. I felt so alone. Only the doctors speak English, the rest of the hospital (the patients, the nurses, the cleaners, EVERYONE ELSE!!!) only speaks Hungarian. Luckily I was lying next to a woman who was also able to speak German. She was the only one I could kinda communicate with.

No speak English again aaaaah

The next morning I wanted to take a shower. I heard some knocking on my door while I was standing naked next to the shower. I opened the door while I wrapped myself up in a towel. It was the cleaning lady. She instantly started to speak Hungarian to me while making a lot of hand gestures. I said I’m sorry, do you speak English. It was silent for a moment. And then the lady started rolling her eyes and sighing and I could just feel how annoyed she was! Argh. That’s it. I pointed at her buckets and the bathroom, and she nodded. She wanted to clean the bathroom. Great. I moved my naked self to my room and let her clean the bathroom. At least I could shower in a clean bathroom when she’s done. Hmm.

Breakfast

My breakfast at the hospital was very poor. I believe people in prison get better food than I got. I only got three buns of bread (luckily I still have all my teeth so I could actually chew the bread with the rough exterior..) and a slice of cheap ham. I don’t even eat ham. And even if I did, what am I supposed to do with the other two buns of bread, I only got one slice of ham? Weird!

Released!

Luckily after a doctor’s check, I could go. Finally. I was released from the hospital. I couldn’t wait to go home. Go to the Netherlands. Where people understand what I’m saying, where I get a decent breakfast, and my mom.

We left Budapest as soon as possible, and it sucked so much that we still have to drive for a long time. This was when I really regret going by car. After we stayed in a little hotel in St. Valentin in Austria, we continued our journey to the Netherlands. We still had to drive for 1000 kilometers. Unfortunately I experienced 800 kilometers with bad stomach cramps. At these times I wonder why I deserve this.

Finally we arrived home at seven o’clock in the evening. After a doctor’s check, a painkiller and a good night sleep, I still felt terrible and weak and dizzy. But at least my cramps were gone.

Goodbye Hungary.

Every tear in your eye
Is a drop in my mind
As I know that you love
As I know that you love

Every time you go away I lie beside a cold and empty space
And every time I turn a page your hands begin to fall down from your face
And every time I look above I see and learn and know there’s something waiting for me.

Every tear in your eye
Is a drop in my mind
As I know that you love
As I know that you love

Our festival adventure started not so well, we got stuck in a traffic jam for seven (YES SEVEN!!! 7!!!) hours! That’s not really funny, when it’s about 30 degrees celcius. Luckily we got airconditioning, but still sucks!!! And because of that, I missed the Eagles of Death Metal perform. Of course you can’t hold your pee for seven hours, and we were driving so slowly we almost stood still, so I got out of the car and walked to one of the houses on the road, and asked if I could pee. I was happy that I could use their toilet. Nice Belgian people.

We arrived at the wrong camping and the wrong parking lot at 9 o’clock. We had to go to C3 or something, but we were already at A11 (which is really far far away from C3), and we were stuck there because all of the traffic got stuck around Werchter. Nice. I hope next time they will use some signs or something, to lead people to the correct campings and parkings. So after we quickly put up our tent at the wrong camping (which we had to pay for extra, too. damnit.), we ran to get our wristbands and after a 1,5 kilometre walk we arrived at the festival terrain.

We saw a bit of Pendulum while sitting on the grass eating fries and having overpriced drinks. A pity that they performed in the tent stage instead of the main stage, but oh well. We ended the first night with The Prodigy, which really rocked! Awesome. And we’re going to see them on the 23rd of November again in Amsterdam, OH YEAH.

Other bands we’ve seen: Bloc Party, The Mars Volta, Limp Bizkit, Elbow, The Killers, Kaiser Chiefs, Black Eyed Peas.

We’ve seen Nine Inch Nails perform for the last time in Belgium, and it was SO AWESOME!!!! I can’t believe that they’re quitting. :( Luckily tomorrow I get to see them for the last time in Amsterdam (I have pre sale tickets WHOOOO!!!). NIN rocked so much on the last day of Rock Werchter! We got a little bit smashed around in the pit, but I was so happy that we still got to see them front row!

After Nine Inch Nails, it was time for Metallica. They were late, and they also ended their show way too early. Hmmz. Can’t believe that they can get away with it but whatever, there’s not much you can do about it. Anyway. Loved this show too, but the sound sucked a little. The bass and the drums were way too loud, even with earplugs in. So after a few songs and a little bit of smashing around and getting kicked in the ass, I left the front row and got some junk food while listening to Sad But True.

And I still hate camping.