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Madness. Rumours spread that the festival had run out of space for camping so we joined up with a group we had met on the train who kindly let us camp with them. Campsite was so much fun, mostly English, on the first night there was a 'party'. Lots of laughs dancing on tables and sitting on the beach with pints of wine. Yum.
The campsite was amazing, it had everything - a beach, a bar, food and portaloos. From the beach we could look across the Danube to the Fortress where the festival was held.
Massive queues everywhere. The first day of the festival was terrible, serious lack of crowd control. Queue was as wide as it was long, everyone was pushing and trying to get through a filter system. Just as we had got through the barriers we turned around to see that the crowd had knocked down the barriers and were rushing towards us. Needless to say, we ran. After all the commotion we saw the Prodigy which was awesome, we raved with our glow sticks and the Serbians. The festival was held in a fortress, there were lots of passageways and 'hidden' stages. Somehow we stayed out to watch the sunrise that morning with the help of fried ham and cheese baguettes (which seemed to happen every night).
Most of our days at the festival followed the same pattern; sleeping in the day in weather over 30 degrees, buying jewellery, waiting 2 hours for food at the only restaurant in town and of course going to the festival on the otherside of the Danube every night to see Basement Jaxx, Lauryn Hill, CSS, Beastie Boys, Kissy Sell Out and lots of random acts we stumbled across. We met a lot of people at the festival, mostly Serbians, all of whom painted a dull picture of Serbia. After the usual greetings, the Serbs would plunge in to political debate. We learnt that Serbs need a visa to visit anywhere outside their country and this is apparently very expensive and difficult to attain, possibly why we have never met anyone from Serbia before or since. Serbia itself was pretty dire; racist, political and generally offensive graffiti everywhere, it really seemed like a place you would want to leave. They have 10 years before they can even apply to become part of the EU. Unsurprisingly some Serbs didnt take to kindly to playing host to 20,000 English people with "alcohol oozing from their pores".
The festival had such an atmosphere and a strange sense of community. Possibly because we were all English. It was very amusing during the day to watch people sleeping outside, queuing for the internet, brushing their teeth and attempting a full body wash in the outside very public sinks beer can in hand at any time during the day/night.
Although it was really busy and the queues for everything were massive, the festival was amazing, we met loads of really lovely people especially Faye and Catherine who we spent most of our time with.

Posted by lucysarah 06:29 Archived in Serbia Tagged luxury_travel

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