Splashy Fen...Oooh my!!!!

Let me just tell you my friends what an amazing frikkin time i had, camping amongst the shittiest shitholes of splashy and the continuous stenches of either horse shit near our tent or someone's reocurring bile playing up on them, spraying the evidence amongst the saturated, muddy grounds of Slashy Fen.... I loved it!!!!

So this is where it all started...
My brother, Carla and i singing and bopping away to the loving, happy feel-good tunes of Placebo (ya right) and Underoath, as our bakkie makes it's way through the good hearts of Underberg, we begin to wave our sorrows goodbye and enter a new realm of lets just say... complete awe!
Moo ha ha... The sun starts setting, as the dust sprays itself on the glistening vapour of the car windows. Beyond, we begin to screw our eyes to identify any sign of red car lights ahead. At this point, the car was leading us to our destiny..our place of being. We lose the lights, we lose the track. No fear as Splashy is near.

There it approached us like a mirage.. Closer and closer the sight became visible. It was as if there we were, stranded in a desert, gasping for every breath of air and snatching for any sign of water. After 3hours of driving, what d'you expect?
The moon hovered over us, as our possessions splattered the ground like a splattered bug, being smothered by the windscreen wipers of a car.

Well, of coarse, we were all greeted with brotherly love, open arms and a drink at hand.So my brother, Carla and Daniel managed to flip the tent in a number of angles until it was stable enough to stop the minutist bit of fresh air (well so we thought). We wouldn't want to mention that the tent actually collapsed by the second or third night. Those dam tents! Who ever invented tents that collapsed so soon! I mean, what were those spare pegs in the tent for? And those frikkin ropes at the side of tent? Those things only ever got in the way!
Anyway.. my evening was spent in the back of the bakkie, rather than a tent. None of the guys were in the condition to put up my tent, considering they were a little dysfunctional at the time and cause the other tent took them 2hours to put up! Thats it.. two frikking hours! We told them they should'v just used the manual! But those are obviously ban at Splashy!

Moving on... the evenings were spent either watching bands, drinking, chatting and huddling around the rained-out, smoky, non existant fires that now became dormant.
The first evening, i made an aqcuantance. His name was Nico (I think that's how you spell it?)
Anyway, there we were, chilling at the top and waving our hands in the air as the bands took over the stage like a dog on heat. Eventually it was time to do a little exploring. We walked around the campsite until it started to piss with rain! Eventually the two of us were galloping down the banks and slipping at our haunches, whilst leaping across the campsites. I felt like E.T flying across the moon. We eventually approached our tent... or not... This couple of who's veranda we were standing on welcomed us in for a couple of drinks and a bit of hubbly. What a friendly couple they were. So the evening was chilled in their tent.

Next morning approaches me with a numb bum and frost covering my feet, as i gradually awakened to the smiles of strange people walking past the bakkie. Bullybeef and corn was on the menu for breakfast. Having to hold my breath and listen to the crampings of my stomach, i managed to swallow. From there on, i either starved, or made use of the food stores. The day was spent drinking around the fire and meeting starnge people of the campsite. Three men in orange approache us with a funnel, loving arms and an outfit proclaiming, 'The liver must die".
So we got a couple of photos of Daniel and Troy making use of the funnel and everything that went in there including Vodka, Potency, beer, brandy and even frikkin custard! Ok i dunno who put the custard in, but they managed to finish it! Eeeeww.. i would seriously chuck!

The second day i managed to hook up with a friend of mine Jonothan and i met all his friends. We even met a Norwegian guy and a Polish guy! (Who the hell knows where the Norwegian guy came from..he just kinda parked off with us... But that was frikin awesome anyway!)
We spent a good couple of days and nights with this crowd and had the most awesome time ever! We didnt even have a lot to drink and we were platsered with joy! aaaaahhhh...
The bands were so amazing! We even ended up doing some irish dance with this Norwegian guy and all Joes friends. Okay, but i skipped quite a bit. That was like the third night.

Then there was the second night. I hardly had anything to drink and so Daniel introduced me to a new drink of his.. Cant remember what it was. It was in a two litre sprite bottle and i think i must'v had most of it. It was realy good and light... so i thought. Anyway, a couple of us ended up at Kev's campsite where we met a couple of Kev's friends that night too:)

A lot of people decided to leave the Sunday. Okay so we kind of thought of that idea too but the mud and rain was actually detrimental to our departure! So we decided to get our money's worth and spend till the end which was Monday. Sunday was actually one of the better days! We just messed around the campfire most of the time and met even more people from Swaziland!
See how Splashy brings people together:)

The final night, Roxy and i decided that the saturated duvets, blankets and pillows weren't gonna work for us. So back in the bakkie we go. Roxy slept in the back seat, whilst myself and Troy slept in the front. I hardly got a wink of sleep that night. The handbrake wasn't cool at all! I mean, why put a hanbrake there??

The next morning approahed us with tears as we had to depart, The suns rays actually welcomed us back onto the roads(typical-sunny when you leave and rains when you stay).
The trip back was rather exciting actually. Having stopped at a petrol station and a Spar we managed to buy a feats of pies, macaroni and cheese, drinks and kick off for the roads again.
The journey back was rather eventful. Amongst the mud slides, the road blocks, the moonings from our friends in front of us, the cattle walking into the road, we managed to get home in one piece (surprisingly).

Man oh man.. as i waddled into the house, the first thing i did was approach the bath with a welcoming. The bath however was not enough and thus straight after, i became aquinted with the shower. Ok so this is the story, i should be gettin a lot of the photos from splashy a ittle later today and will be able to give you a much better idea of...
How frikkin fun Splashy was! Ok... counting down till the next one.....