Full Moon Festival and Berlin...

So I left Hamburg last Thursday and took a Bus to Berlin to meet up with the rest of the crew. A thoroughly uneventful journey except for the car crash that happened on the other side of the road. What a mess!!! Anyway got to Berlin and met up with 5 members from crew back home. It is very cool coming to a strange city on the other side of the world and meeting up with so many familiar faces. In true Aussie style we all got very drunk and ate a kebab to celebrate.

The Full Moon Festival
Held at an abandoned Russian Airfield we arrived pick up our passes and it started raining. I blamed the guys that were in Turkey for this... As it was absolutely pissing down we took shelter in an abandoned hanger (photos coming soon). This was very cool! Still had Russian writing on the wall and everything. Totally gutted it still kept us dry. As the rain continued and night fell we decided to stay over night and walk to the party in the morning or when ever the rain stopped. We were joined by a girl from Brazil (Melanie) and later by a German guy from Kazacstan (Anton). We thought as we had beer that we might as well make a fire and make party. On our wood gathering mission we decided that this place was probably not as safe as first thought. The German signs saying keep out were the first clue, the large fluffy balls of asbestos the second and when in one building a chunk of the roof decided that it was sick of being so high and joined us on the ground. After a brief discussion we thought better of poking around in these buildings! Has anyone seen Wolf Creek...?
We went back to the hanger and made a fire and party. After a few little grumbles the fire exploded raining ash and embers over most of the hanger, Anton and I were lucky to escape with just some brown trousers!
The rain stopped at 2 am and we were off to the party! We made camp, made friends and we were away. To cut a long story short some sketchy details that will no doubt get sketchier with time:
The Israelis were as always very helpful.
The Finns made big party with us - Anders, Sean (Spelling?), Fred and Anna - argharghargh or in Finnish flothflothfloth (again spelling?)

There must have been 30 odd people there from Melbourne.

Infected Rocked!
Astral was pretty good - no Nilaya or infinite Justice - booooo. But they were still good.
The trip to Berlin to watch the final at Fan Fest collapsed in a heap of poor planning and an infectious case of the CBF's.
The World Cup final was only available for viewing on a screen that was smaller than a bread box (but bigger than a baby's arm) - I left at half time to watch Astral as jostling for space with 50+ other people to see a screen where you can't make out the score, individual players or the ball seemed pointless. There was also the fact that Italy was playing much better than France and it was giving me the shits (They were the blue team right?).
Some German guys gave us a lift to town to restock (10 Litres of Beer for $8AUD alright!!)Cheers Ralf and Sebastian!!
You can not buy ice in Germany for your Esky any where. This confused the hell out us as we like to drink cold beer ( we had even brought esky's). When quizzed we were told that if you want ice you make it in a freezer. Further questioning got me the following answers - McDonalds, I think at 1 am and flothflothfloth (although I think that the last answer came from Anders)...
Raja Ram played a cranking set!
You can not buy ice cold drinks in Germany unless it is a cocktail.
Raja Ram played some great Shpongle tracks during his Shpongle set although I think that he had forgotten how to use the mixer. I think that it was the worst mixed set that I have ever heard, I reckon that he could have done better using a single CD player and just using the skip forward and backward buttons.
The music on the Monday night was remincisent of two chainsaws and a drum machine on PCP having a very angry menage a tois.
The groove floor looked like a scene from Sean of the Dead for most of the festival.
DJ's are very bad at catching planes and getting visa's - booo Astrix!!
1200 Mic's rocked the show as expected!! Woo hoo!! Riktum please do not sing any more...
They decided to finish a 5 day festival at midnight with 1200 Mics. This was very unsatisfactory and thoroughly disappointing for everyone as every one was pumped up and ready for more.
They then played a 7 second loop of some sort of chanting for 15 minutes to drive people away. It worked. Very well.
They make you pay €0.50 to use the toilet and €2 to use the shower. As you would expect people didn't shower much and would piss everywhere.
We said our goodbyes got email address and phone numbers and left Wednesday morning.

Did i mention that Scooby came out and played? It was worth lugging his ass all the way to Germany. Unsurprisingly Scooby was a big hit with the ladies and Germans in general. But then again you would have to be mad or blind not to love Scooby. Even Security loved Scooby. This just goes to show that wearing a Scooby Doo outfit is definately a short cut to success and prosperity. Unfortunately as my camera died on the first night i will need to source photos from other people. Go planning.

We got back to Berlin (shattered), inhaled some food and then went arghargharghargh and flothflothfloth in no particular order...

PS The formatting on this is screwed i blame the computer and this stupid blog site and these wacky German keyboards.

Scooby Says Go Round.