Viv and Connie (they weren't at the festival).
Believe it or not he was selling cheese.
The British really need to work on their insuts.
This is what I should have done with my Fiero.
The back of my Werchter shirt.
The 4 of us with our shirts.
And the backs (Simon had an English flag).
There's food in there too.
And now with tents and bags.
I was given a pink hat by the girl on my right who dared me to wear it for the festival. Sure why not.
Grrrr.
We made a free hugs sign and danced around with it.
Free hug!
Thierry and I dancing to Jay-Z
More of our group.
Waking up was the hardest part.
Nights were much better.
Simon wanted to share this free hug.
Nap while you can.
Simon with a collection of hats.
Heeeeeyyyy.
Collecting the cups to get free drinks.
There was a lot of dancing.
Owww sunburn.
Yo.
The toilet was obviously so happy because it couldn't smell.
There were lots of people there.
I don't really like rap but Jay-Z was better than I expected.
Annaëlle and Aude were two couchsurfers (sisters) from Belgium that stayed in our camp.
Victoria (US), Annaëlle, Aude, Diego (Argentina).
Flying free hug!
Free hug sandwich.
I'm in the middle somewhere.
Victoria, Diego and a free hug recipient.
Apparently one free hug is enough.
I kinda hoped this was part of the act but apparently not.
Neil Young! (This is for you, Dad).
Moby was the best act of the festival in my opinion. He was awesome.
Someone made a friend last night.
The only person to bring a cucumber to a rock festival.
8AM and still drinking. I think you deserve a medal for that kind of achievement.
I've got this picture on a keychain too.
The last night we climbed on top of a cargo container and started dancing. Some people came around and started making a beat for us on the sides of the container for us to dance to. It was cool until some of the organisers showed up.
Last group picture before heading on home.
