Day one I think….?
Whattaya mean, a day in a life? On Terschelling there are many lives in one day. Or many days in one life. I don’t know. It doesn’t seem to matter once on the island. You just go with the flow. It’s one big happening. Almost one big family I dare say. A festival that lasts for ten days. Every year people from all over the country and beyond come to experience a feast of happenings.
You listen to music from local to international bands. From rocky stuff to funky folky world music. Relax, drink and eat and try not to get blown away. Yep it’s windy and unfortunately the temperatures are not that of Byron Bay.
So you’ll have to find a place out of the wind, getcha woolies, find a spot near the bar and move towards the stage if there’s something you’d like to see. And try not to get rained on. Brought our brollies for Justin.
There’s lots of different places all over the island to go and see all these different acts. So you’ll have to get your self a push bike or go bussing or Mr Taxi is of course everywhere on the island. So I had a ball. It’s like another world for the time your there.
I’ve been back for a couple of days now and it feels like it was all a dream. Maybe it was.
We stayed for five days but looking back it was just one long event. Just one long stretch of not being part of the everyday hustle and bustle on the main land.
Feels like I’ve been beamed up and back. Even though it was five days ( was it really? ) I fear the worst. I can only remember so much.
We’ll do it again next year.
Peace man!