We barely made the train in Oslo and had no time to buy water or food for the ride to Hamburg where the only set detail for a rendezvous with friends was “see you at the Mazzy Star concert”. We found our seats and contemplated our fates, but with each stop of the train things got more and more crowded, but also better and better. Young people piled on and shared their food, their wine, and their stories with us. Some of them shoved poles for teepees through the windows and then climbed into the aisles along with them. Everyone had camping gear and they all thought we were going the same place too – Roskilde, a huge outdoor rock festival in Denmark. They tried to convince us to get off there anyway, though we had no tickets, but we bid our new friends farewell and went on to our own show, luckily in a small venue where we had no problems finding our old friends and telling them all about our Viking train ride.