Thanks to my pathetic social skills, I forgot to ask names of all the great people I met this year. Gonna try my luck here if we can find any of these people :
- Dude that gave up his front row dead-center spot to me for the duration of Bloodbath's set. I still need to buy that guy a beer.
- Dude in ~10th row that almost broke down crying during "Victim of Changes", I put my hand on his shoulder and he then hugged me for literally a minute and then again after the show.
- The sweet German girl from Nuremberg (Nürnberg?) with light freckles who regretted cutting her hair and painted it in fire shades (dark -> red -> blonde) to compensate. She was standing just ahead of me (around 10th row in front of True Metal stage) for the duration of Judas Priest and Sabaton.
- The above girl's dad who watched Judas Priest for the first time in 1980 and was a generally chilled dude with a nice sense of humour.
- The 3 drunk girls who tried to force feed me my french fries when I was sitting alone in a corner being sad that the festival is over and thinking that I have to go back.
- Dude that gave up his front row dead-center spot to me for the duration of Bloodbath's set. I still need to buy that guy a beer.
- Dude in ~10th row that almost broke down crying during "Victim of Changes", I put my hand on his shoulder and he then hugged me for literally a minute and then again after the show.
- The sweet German girl from Nuremberg (Nürnberg?) with light freckles who regretted cutting her hair and painted it in fire shades (dark -> red -> blonde) to compensate. She was standing just ahead of me (around 10th row in front of True Metal stage) for the duration of Judas Priest and Sabaton.
- The above girl's dad who watched Judas Priest for the first time in 1980 and was a generally chilled dude with a nice sense of humour.
- The 3 drunk girls who tried to force feed me my french fries when I was sitting alone in a corner being sad that the festival is over and thinking that I have to go back.
