We met in Camp P, where we both lived. I lived in P40. You had a friend named Elias. When it started raining me and my friend went to your camp where you all ate pasta under your camps (i think) green Pavilion. Your camp used a shopping cart as a trashcan. You had light hair and told me that you dad was norwegian, and that you had been working in a kindergarden. Later we met when we were both was on our way to get the roskilde bracelets. Now i'm regretting that I never got your number.
If this sounds familiar, or if you can help me, please send me an email!