Pinkpop!

And now it is time for me to fulfill my promise: a blog post worth reading!

Last Wednesday, I met up with my friend Courtney in Amsterdam.  We met in first year at university and suffered through many classes together.  She ended up moving back to Calgary after that and finished her degree there.  We've been trying to get together ever since, but it has never ever worked out.  Well, more than 3 years later, we finally were able to meet up in the most random place, and we had a lovely time walking around Amsterdam (finding the most amazing ice cream shop), and catching up on life.

This past weekend, Sander and I went to a music festival called Pinkpop (named after Pentecost which is Pinksteren in Dutch and a holiday here in Holland).  To put it simply, it was three days of musical genius' showing off their talent to 61000 people under clear blue summer skies.  If you ask me, that pretty much spells out perfection.

Sander and I at our campsite.  We were extremely happy and relaxed at this point because a) we were finally at pinkpop and b) we had just found our tickets that were lost but found thanks to the good soul who turned them in to security! 

Over the three days we saw around 18 bands perform.  I won't bore you with the details of every concert (because I do remember all of them except for a bit of one where Sander had to pick me up off the ground because I fainted.  Apparently Pinkpop is just too much for me to handle!), but I will go into details of one particular concert: Bruce Springsteen.  

Never ever did I think I would see that man perform live, and he truly blew my mind.  He played an hour over the scheduled time because the audience just kept singing lyrics from his songs.  He went crowd surfing, got a little kid up on stage singing with him, came out into the audience for us people who couldn't squish to the front, two stepped with someone, and was all in all the artist I thought he was...plus a bit extra!

I'll stop ranting about my crush and let you attempt to see the awesomeness of his performance through pictures (though I'm absolutely positive it won't even come close to what we experienced). 

Sander and I waited allllllllllll day saving our spots.  Mumford and Sons and Bruce played on the same stage with an hour between the two.  We got our spots at 1:00 in the afternoon and didn't leave until after Bruce was done at around 11:30pm.  It was totally worth it...even with the sunburns!

Brucey, Bruce!!!  

At one point, he came out into the audience and we were SO close! 

Mumford and Sons came out and sang along for one song!  One of the best moments of the concert!

And now for a video!  The sax solo in Born To Run:

Fun fact: Bruce Springsteen's original saxophone player passed away a few years back.  Last night they did a tribute to him in which I found out that his current sax player is actually Clarence's son! Cool or what? 

And one more.  There's nothin like hearing 61000 people sing along with Bruce Springsteen:

So, moral of the story: Bruce Springsteen absolutely rocks. 

I make it sound like Bruce was the main event.  It's true that he was, but I also saw so many other bands that I wanted to see live (Mumford and Sons, Ben Howard, Keane) and expanded my musical love category to many others (Seasick Steve, Babylon Circus, Major Tom, Raccoon). 

 All in all it was a fantastic weekend of dirty feet,

thousands of people, 

and it finished with  Bruce *ahem* I mean a bang!

Almost summer!

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It's true, I've been ignoring the blog, and I'm terribly sorry.  It's been scratching at the back of my mind that I need to update, but there has just been so much going on lately! The sad thing is that even though I've been so busy, I really do not have anything to update on.


I went to De Efteling last week.  You may remember me writing about it before, and that's because I've gone once already but it was just so much fun I had to go embrace my inner child one more time. This time around was a bit more fun because we didn't have to wait 1+ hours for each ride! The longest we waited was 45 minutes and it was a clear blue sky kinda day which was perfect for being outside! 

This is Laura and Linda tormenting the talking garbage can. He normally thanks you for putting garbage in his mouth, but if you put your arm in, he say "HEY! Paper".  

Other than that,I've just been busy hanging out with friends and enjoying the last couple months of my time here in Holland.  June will be full of blog worthy excitement, so I promise you, there will be more exciting updates in the future.  

This is just a random photo I snapped off my friend Pio's deck, and I thought it was a reflection photo worth sharing.  =)

Karaoke, running and Queen's Day

If I had to sum up the last two weekends in one word, it'd definitely be insane. I have been insanely busy and doing insane things like running all night long and wearing more orange than the eyes can tolerate, but now I'm getting ahead of myself.

Last Friday we went to a bar in Utrecht called Stairway to Heaven where they were hosting Rock Karaoke.  Basically, there was a band with a list of songs they could play and no lead singer, and you could sign up to sing on stage.  I'm not nearly brave enough (even after a few drinks) but my dear friends Laura and Linda had enough guts for not only one, but two songs!  Check 'em out!!

Go to 12:53 to see our stars!

This past weekend Sander and I took part in the Batavierenrace.  It's a 185km relay race from Nijmegen to Enschede. Here's the approximate route:

Basically this is how it works: there are three shifts and each shift has 9 or so runners.  There is one person on a bike for the whole shift going alongside each runner and there's someone driving a van carrying the rest of the team.  The van meets up with the runner at the end of each distance to switch runners. Our team had a tandem bike so we could have two runners out a time.  This saved a lot of hassle for our drivers because we only had to stop in at every second checkpoint.  

Our shift started at midnight on Friday and we ran all night long (we even ran through part of Germany at one point).  I completed my leg of the race around 2am, and I was very happy with my time.  I ran 8.5km in 44:08 which works out to about 11.2km/h. We had some really amazing runners on the team who were able to average around 14.5km/h which is absolutely beyond insane.  Needless to say, we kicked some serious ass and at the end of the shift, our team was in 25th place out of 382 teams! 

This was the lovely night team!

Me at the beginning of my distance, though I'm sure you could tell on your own based on the smile I have on my face.  I can tell you for sure, that smile was gone by the end.

All in all, the Batavierenrace was amazing.  I had so much fun and I would jump at the opportunity to do it again.  While training, I vowed to myself that this was my last race of the year because I'm sick of running, but the whole experience has done the opposite.  It has inspired me to keep running and train harder.  I plan on doing at least one more 10km race before snow hits the ground.  

This weekend was also the biggest national holiday in The Netherlands.  On Sunday/Monday we celebrated Queen's Day.  It's really just one giant street party with live music and other entertainment.  Another huge tradition of Queen's Day is the Vrijmarkt (free market).  To sum it up, it's the Dutch version of spring cleaning: you empty your house of all the crap and then set up a stand and sell it on Queen's Day!  It's a brilliant idea, really.  The novelty of rummaging through peoples junk wears off fast though, and after a few hours, Sander and I were happy to meet up with Laura and Pio to go kayaking through the canals in Utrecht.  We had beautiful weather, delicious beer, and overall a really fantastic time.  

Oh yeah, and I forgot to mention that everyone dresses in bright orange and decorates themselves with the most tacky and ridiculous hats they can find.