The other Woodstock (in Poland)

In August I went to the massive European version of Woodstock in Przystanek, Poland. Absolutely amazing. Last year the estimated crowd was 300,000, this year they expected about 500,000 but the number the organizers stated later was 700,000. Whatever the number, it was BIG, perhaps a bit too big.

The headline group was "The Prodigy", they seemed to be uncomfortable with the crowd as they were talking to us in English and most didn't seem to recognize anything other than "hello Poland" big cheer for that! Thanks go to our gang for the photos:

On the way to the site there were lots of entrepreneurs with the BBQ. And so much choice for the vegetarians too! Well perhaps the next stall. The food at the fest was much the same, typical eastern European meat and potatoes but considering the captive audience the prices were quite good.

The main stage from the top of the hill. Our camp was off to the right in the trees.

As the saying goes, you don't buy beer you rent it

The theme of the weekend was Peace, Love, Music, Friendship...

Sometimes the jokes just write themselves. The politically correct version would be, "money challenged, pale refuse".

Waaaay to many conservative girls at this party.

The group of couch surfers that went this year

Now its Woodstock

Each marching to their own beat. We can all get along.

The view from the top of the main stage This was impressive...

But when you're in the middle of that and this comes up on the big screen at night, wow.

White culture, gotta love it....

Give beer a chance.... free beer....make beer not war.

Yep, we all had a good time...

And then you get home... a document of my state before the 3 showers to get all the dirt out.

  So it was a great experience and worth doing at least once. The only problems were a slight mishap in the mud pool which required some stitches and our backpacks were stolen :( Some friends were sharing my tent and Manuel had a nice camera with him. We figure the moron's in question followed us back to out tent to see where the camera would be later. That night we were down at the main stage for the final concert and the moron's came and took my bag and his bag but left the girls bag. Obviously they were after the guys stuff with the goodies. Fortunately Manuel left the camera somewhere other than in the tent so it was ok. All I lost was clothes but unfortunately also my sketchbook with drawings from last years trip to Europe, So that can't be replaced but I'm REALLY glad I didn't bring my camera. Karma will return that pair of jeans and a few T-shirts. The moron's should watch the Karma rear view mirror, its coming for ya.