You needed some action. So you quit your job, packed your bag, and hit the road. Now you’ve been gone for 6 weeks, and you’re not going back anytime soon. For you are now at home, far away from home. For you are now in Roskilde, after you spent way too much time in trains, cars and planes. For you wouldn’t want to be any other place in the word right now, not for a million dollars.
Text: Freddy White
Photos: Dominik Wagner (black and white) & Alex Schneider
Because you missed the feeling. The many sensations… A cold beer can on your burning skin. And then, the refreshing taste of Tuborg running down your throat. The stunning beauty of Scandinavian girls. Losing yourself in the music. Finding yourself in the process, too. The excitement of being part of something incredible. The thrill of being alive, here and now. And most of all, the overwhelming feeling of joy.
It is that one week, out of 52, that actually makes sense. It is that one week that will determine how you actually spend the 51 others. Not that you think the rest of the time is all meaningless, for it’s rather the opposite. Roskilde simply helped you find another meaning to your everyday life. And it gave you the drive to make it all happen again. Now you’re in Roskilde. And it all makes sense.
