José Miguel Gaspar
the “youth group Estarreja county” – are presented so ironical, five boys and one girl, all in their 23 years -. be distracted and only came on Saturday put the tent
“crass error”, says Renato, that when you’re not here to get bottles of white wine in the rubber boat ice atufado, is taking a master’s degree in food biotechnology. “Crassus, we should have come earlier, we were unable to have a good place and shade even think.” Truth and consequences: “As the sun open, it will not be able here to sleep with the heat” – and worse, maybe they have to get up early
50% or more of the spectators. the 24th Vodafone Paredes de Coura, the indie festival that this year is the attraction punk-dance LCD Soundsystem, over half of those viewers already here and diligent came early to save place.
they so the older, Jorge Marques group, 40, Braga – “we are 20 or 30,” he says to twist the nose to the clouds yesterday morning until midafternoon coaram heaven Coura, leaving fall drizzle that sprinkled powder planetary of cacophonous colors festival camping.
“we were the first to ride the shack, was not nobody here, now come the 26th,” says Jorge, proud the pension and its place. It is a tent condominium, 12, all placed around an awning with a running table to eat.
are treated well, are Minho, two grills, wood box, wines, beers, “today have marched a pork shovel and tomorrow leaves fish stew, “says Humberto, camp chef. Have another peculiarity, the bracarenses, “we are here for six generations, the youngest is Tuca, 18, the older I am, I am Fernando, I’m 62,” he says smiling.
And bands Fernando, how is it? Their eyes run through the other, they are leaning on the grill, one of them responds. “Discovery, came the discovery, here find themselves scenes, it has always been so – when we hear something we like, burst out running and we’ll see.”
With a lot of idle people in the afternoon – yesterday there were only concerts at 20 hours and was we Trust, who said they would end (read below) – each play games, charades, funny scenes, you play the cards at the ball, a reading or sleeping, the daring undermine bristly skin in the cold river of crystal. How’s the water, Paul Carmona? “It’s spectacular,” he says, he is 45 years old, is the Port, left to shiver the Coura river. And then tell the truth: “Cold, very cold, the river is colder than the beer,” and disappears tremelicar
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