in hindsight it probably wasn’t the best idea to send the
one person who has never ever pitched a tent before to go to reforestfest early
to pitch all the tents for our group. yes, that person was me. but since
someone pitched my tent for me last year and i was the only one who could leave
work early, i didn’t want to argue too much. good thing i had convinced my
friend warwick to come down for the weekend and managed to bribe him with a
lift from the airport in order to be my slave knight in shining armour.
so off we went in my little car which was so stuffed i was glad i hadn’t
offered anyone else a lift; when carpooling with a 9-people tent there is
little wiggle room.
despite our best efforts we got there when the sun was
already gone and were faced with the scenario we had tried to avoid: pitching
tents in the dark. luckily i am a magical unicorn (warwick calls me that, i
would never call myself something that cutsie) and unlike last year i have my
own magical pink unicorn headlamp these days. magical properties, headlamps and
some amounts of drink were indeed needed. have you ever tried to pitch a
9-people tent? if you don’t really, really have to, i recommend, you don’t.
tell the two people who will share the 9-people tent to get a tent appropriate
to the number of people who will actually share the tent. since i was supposed
to be by myself sleeping in a 4-people tent i couldn’t do that.
in the end we managed somehow and thus i give you highlight
no 1: my first pitched tent ever.
i do apologize for the crappy picture, but in my defence my
hand was still shaking with excitement that i just pitched a tent.
many more highlights followed, one of them being that we
ended up building homes for 3000 little treelings instead of the originally
planned 2000. yes, we were the kind of annoyingly happy tree huggers who
preferred to plant another 1000 trees after reaching the planting goal earlier
than anticipated instead of kicking it back with a g&t in the shade. i’m
usually that much of an overachiever or one to pass up a g&t, but in this
case something was different and also i didn’t bring any gin. but in this case
i didn’t want to be left out. remember in high school when the cool kids would
hang around the corner where no teacher could see them smoke? and you longingly
stared at them from afar, wishing for one of them to invite you over so you
could be cool too and do silly things. well, at platbos all the cool kids were
planting trees. and the more they plant, the cooler they are and since the more
people there are, the more trees can be planted unlike high school they will
want to invite you over to get down and dirty.
nobody said cool can’t be dirty and we took our dirty faces
back into the fairy lights lit forest camp after genie and francois, the forest
owner (awesome title!) had planted the 3000th tree. of course the
only appropriate thing to do after planting 3000 trees is having pasta dinner
and red wine by the camp fire as well as a tiny crush on the musician. and how
could i not if he is singing lana del ray with a very raspy voice that made me
wonder how he will sound like after a
night of women, whiskey and cigarettes? since i look let’s call it, eh,
unfortunate after a night in a tent and i had to share my mattress already
(thanks, mate, for keeping me warm!) i didn’t explore that option further.
instead we instigated a little zambian reunion and hopped around like crazy
people danced the night away. i did so on a tree stump which i managed not
to fall off of somehow and at this point in the evening i considered that a
highlight in itself.
i remember last year i kept on going on and on about yoga in
the morning under the old milkwood tree afterwards so i am a bit sheepish to
admit that i didn’t manage to get out of the tent in time this year. on sunday
however we did manage to be up and about for a forest walk led by francois.
francois is a proper tree man and leader of the gang. he is witty and only a
bit stern looking, knowledgeable and you know he shares your believe in magic
when you hear him talk about trees. if
you are in the area, just do yourself a favour and go to platbos; ask him to
give you a tour and explain to you how trees speak to each other and how a golf
course makes for an excellent fire repellent. do say hello to our 3000 baby
trees and please report back to me if they are happily growing after a first
rainy shower today.
if you ever want to play with the cool kids too, check out
greenpop’s website for weekly planting activities or join the übercool ones in
zambia this july.
