Utopian hangover days
On Saturday I woke up. I crawled out of my tent, eyes squinting and head aching. Usually, staring at a ravished day-after festival terrain makes me want to make a turn straight back to my tent… but the tropical setting of Nyege Nyege invited me to the best hangover day I could have possibly wished for. Strolling around through the mystical jungle terrain, my girl at my side. Sitting at the Nile, taking a dip, and recapping the crazy night with the first beer of the day.
Then food: a variety of stands can be found, anything my energy craving body could wish for: from Mexican, to Ugandan pork, to roasted chicken, to veggie options: “all is there” as Ugandans would say. Of course the famous Ugandan street food rolex is also available. Fried eggs with some vegetables rolled up in a chapatti.
With a filled belly I passed by a tailor’s hub at was operating on site. They sewed everything from kitenge patches onto your favorite shorts to full on outfits tailored to your liking (at very reasonable prices), it was here that I bought myself the perfect last edition to my blissful hangover day: a hammock. I tied the hammock in between two trees at the main stage and sat there with my girlfriend smoking some Ugandan bush, dangling and swinging to the beats. With an extremely content smile I listened to wide diversity of bands, instruments and voices at the main stage, enjoying the happiness and freedom everybody radiated.