Seems as though I should have learned long ago that spending 4 days and 3 nights completely outdoors in chilly, rainy weather wearing short-shorts and tank tops is not conducive to remaining healthy.
However, in my 28 years I seem not to have learned that lesson. After dancing around like a maniac in Wellies to some of my favorite bands for the entire weekend of Hurricane Festival, getting very little sleep throughout and then going to Berlin to do it all over again last Tuesday for Feté de la Musique, I came back to Leipzig with a full blown cold. It seemed to evaporate by Thursday, but when we decided to take a long midnight bike ride in the cold and rain to a rave in an unknown location it came back with a vengeance.
Luckily I have wonderful friends who were willing to take care of me and bring me tea and juice this weekend while my head was full of snot. Thanks guys!
However, in my 28 years I seem not to have learned that lesson. After dancing around like a maniac in Wellies to some of my favorite bands for the entire weekend of Hurricane Festival, getting very little sleep throughout and then going to Berlin to do it all over again last Tuesday for Feté de la Musique, I came back to Leipzig with a full blown cold. It seemed to evaporate by Thursday, but when we decided to take a long midnight bike ride in the cold and rain to a rave in an unknown location it came back with a vengeance.
Luckily I have wonderful friends who were willing to take care of me and bring me tea and juice this weekend while my head was full of snot. Thanks guys!
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