I have returned from the Netherlands with a tired mind,
a happy fuzzy feeling in my belly, and a lot of memories.
We were followed by a film crew for the Belgian television the entire weekend,
and -while they were awesome- they made me lose a lot of time,
so I have not felt the 'festival feeling' I should have had.
Nevertheless it was amazing, it felt like a dream,
where I was able to be myself, to live the 'Dorian'
of the Old World, and not that mask I wear in real life :)
I met a lot of new people,
I spent the night in an abandoned radio building,
I spent more than an hour talking to a german boy about my other dimension (in english)
and I got more hugs this weekend than the rest of my life I think.
On saturday I also met the lovely Constance Bashford at last
-we saw each other briefly on previous events, but I was able to hug her right now yay-
and we took pictures together.
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| Creatures were slain this weekend. |
UPDATE: a new picture has arrived of me in the branch of Steampunk Objective
located in The Netherlands, basically the head of the international group.
They are amazing people.
They are amazing people.
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