Roskilde, day 3 - a relaxing adventure

I did my first spot of rock climbing and Bob got his picture in the festival newspaper for stacking 15-odd big plastic drink crates on top of each other.

This is part 3 of a series. You can read part one and part two as well.

There's not a whole lot more to report, apart from maybe...

• the couple suspended from a light pole with only masking tape to hold them
• the guy playing in mud puddles on an inflatable jet-ski
• the misunderstanding that saw me consume two Mexican dinners and one Brazilian

There were also a bunch of messy drinking games but I can't tell you much about those!

Oh, and it seems that Kiwi dub/soul/whatever legends Fat Freddy's Drop are playing at the festival (although Bob and I seem to be the only Kiwis around).