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Oppurtunity Sings: A week at Permanent Beta Festival

For those that don’t know about Permanent Beta Festival, I invite you to read my first post here.

Sitting in an improvised chair made out of two wooden pallets, staring at a big blue sky, surrounded by tall pine trees, enjoying the warmth of a campfire, and the company of my fellows. It’s a typical evening at Permanent Beta Festival. And it’s beautiful.

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Permanent Beta Festival Main terrain 2018 at night

But there’s more to it, and it’s hard to explain in just words when your experience is the sum of a whole spectrum of sensory input, ranging from the taste of the wonderful food, the smell of nature that we all live so close to during the week, the exceptionally inspiring people we meet, the things we do, the things that people bring with them, and many other things that have gone unnoticed by my busy mind.

Like the post from 2 years ago, let’s try! Spin up the song “Radical Face – Always Gold” and let it sink in. Now sit back, and let the words flow and speak for themselves.

Imagine driving up the festival terrain, beautiful lights are greeting you, it’s like a giant invitation for those hungry and curious. You haven’t spoken to a single person yet, but you can feel the energy, the inspiration. As you set up your tent or caravan, the very sight of other people doing the same or the sounds that come from the center of the festival terrain already make your day. You’ll then know, something magical is about to happen.

You’re joining the other people at the festival terrain. Long tables and big tents are where it happens, you might be wondering what exactly, but you’ll find out when you read the workshops for the day. First, it’s time to settle, take a drink and talk to people.

As you walk around the festival you’ll see people setting up interesting (social) experiments. One that I really liked was an offline messaging service: it was a series of wooden logs with holes in them, one for each participant. You can write personal messages to anyone you like.

You’ve chosen a workshop, congratulations! Hmm, what is it? Breathing exercise? Sounds awesome! As you walk to the assigned tent for the workshop, you’ll see a group of people walking towards the same tent. You now have a group of like-minded people!

Oh! There’s the host of the workshop, let’s begin: Breathe in and out, should be easy, right? It’s not! At least in my experience, it was a very deep and thorough process that was accompanied by the rhythm from some kind of Celtic music.

Ok, now you’re fresh and rested from your first workshop. Let’s see what’s more: A lab-session! This is a special kind of workshop where an organization pays the festival to host this workshop so that they can get answers to difficult questions and problems, which in turn (partially) funds the festival.

Before you know it, it’s around ‘noon and you’re sitting by the campfire, that by the way, never stops burning! No, it’s not because of magical wood, or fire-replicating crystals, it’s because of a swarm of magical people that always make sure there’s enough wood in the fire. What’s better: Included with those people is you! That’s a lesson for today: 2 people make love, many people make magic.

Dinner time! Let’s go to the line and get our food. Oh my god, that smells good, but, it also smells unique, not your festival type of food. What could it be? Flash-forward to the table with food & drinks. You get your first taste of the food, you close your eyes to really take it all in and as your vision blacks out and the festival falls from view, you get the whole impression of today back in a boom of taste and texture as if the food and the festival were destined for each other. This, my dear reader, is the work of a kitchen that will have my deepest and eternal respect. The food is forged by the hands of gods.

As the evening falls you’ll notice more people gather by the fire. Let’s join them, get a few beers or other beverages, and talk, laugh, or, as I did on my last day, simply lay back and hear and feel. It’s 00:14 and maybe it’s time to go to bed. As you walk to grab your stuff and get a shower you’ll notice your need to sleep drives away and you decide to join the fire again. Ok, got loose by a few beers, let’s go dancing at the silent disco (a disco with music through synchronized headphones, because of a no-noise policy).

02:35, shit! Let’s go to the hot tubs in the wellness area! People you’ve seen before at the festival join in and soon you find yourself talking about anything you may have encountered, or maybe you’re just listening.

Waking up again in your tent, under a pile of stuff that you’ve perceived as a blanket, you’re trying to wake up and start the day again. Everyone at the festival is a crew member, so that includes you! Let’s find a task to do, I got lucky and had bar-service, but it’s quite popular, so be quick! As you signed up for your task and get started, your hangover starts to fade and you’re ready for a new day.

This will repeat itself for 5 days, but every time with new experiences and views. Day in, day out, never bored, always energy, always passion, empathy, always something to do and someone to care for.

Until the day that it’s time to pack and leave. You try to do some final help breaking down the festival and larger tents.

You get in the car, you drive away, only for you to realize that a piece of the people you’ve met left with you! And then, once you finally get the time to pick up your phone, you’ve realized something beautiful: A piece of you left with them too! It isn’t explicitly written by anyone who you’ve spoken to, but you can tell from the messages they’ve sent you.

And then you’re at your house, you get out of the car, grab your stuff, the front door closes. And you scream out of happiness. What a fucking amazing week!

Want to know more about Permanent Beta Festival? Check out their website here.

The contents of this post are my own opinions based on actual experience. I was not paid nor sponsored otherwise to make this post.

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An open letter regarding XMR Miner

Hi guys,

I would like to discuss something that has happened the past week, first i’d like to talk about some history. I love cryptocurrencies. The fact while I’m writing this my spellcheck on my chromebook asks me to replace the word cryptocurrencies by ‘currencies’ annoys me more than you can imagine.

One of the biggest cryptocurrency I love at the moment is IOTA.

I love IOTA so much, that besides building a Tangle explorer, I’m also building teams where I work on real next level shit for IOTA (I’m under NDA so consider it stealth mode). Even though my love for IOTA is immeasurable, I can’t put all my money in 1 basket. So I also mine Ethereum (not on this site), build trading bots and do other kinds of stuff with cryptocurrencies.

But what do all those things have in common? It’s building things. That’s it.

I have to admit, things are going a little fast for me. I’m getting a lot of replies regarding IOTA related projects, investments, stuff. I’m becoming a semi-public figure. Yet, deep down, I’m a geek.

I’ll always be a geek. I started coding from 13yo, started doing projects from 16yo, I hacked my simcard to have free internet through facebook, I build a filecompression algorithm based on bloom filters,

I tried an online coin miner on the tangler explorer.

For those who don’t know what that is, the best explanation would be: it’s a script that makes your browser participating in the act of mining coins. It makes your PC go slower, though.

There is no excuse for that. I’m sorry about that. This is just me trying stuff out. I wasn’t thinking what kind of consequences this has on the community. This will not happen again.

While there is no excuse for this action, I will state my reasoning behind it, leaving it to your judgement.
So I came across an article on Reddit about an browser extension that blocks online coin miners on websites. I didn’t know that it became this big of a deal that blocking extensions were needed. Thinking about this makes me feel even more bad about it.

I wanted to see if this extension works on different mining scripts. When trying this locally I didn’t get much data back. So I configured NGINX to inject the mining script, to see what happens, for a short period of time. Without forseeing the consequences.

It is important to note that none of the projects had any mining scripts injected in them, it was done on the server-side.

Another reason for me to pick the tangle explorer, was because, at this time of writing, it doesn’t work anymore with the latest IOTA version. That’s why I thought it wouldn’t be a big deal, since there wouldn’t be much traffic anyway right? The only tangle explorer being used that I knew about was the testnet explorer (for IOTA Flash) which I didn’t inject.

It also served as a personal reminder for me to hurry up and fix the explorer so I can remove the injection and the explorer would be useful again.


This was just very bad decision making and a very inappropriate gesture towards the IOTA community. I didn’t mean to do any harm. I most certainly didn’t mean this to become a meme for the Monero guys to mock IOTA (or the other way around).

The only reason I did this, is to see how well it worked, I wanted to test the miner(s) and the blocking extension. That was it.

For anyone wondering, I didn’t make any money on this.

For anyone considering using a miner on their website, take it from me, it isn’t worth it. Scroll to the top, read this blog again, my god, hopefully conclude that it isn’t worth it.

What am I going to do about it

First of all, all traces have been removed.

I learned from this that at this point in my career, I can’t play around like this anymore. If a faceplant was needed for me to come to that conclusion, then so be it.

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The outsider’s story – Building IOTA Flash

We all have our professions and expertises, and we rely on them every day to get things done.  Once in a while, you may encounter something out of the ordinary. About 3 months ago this was the case for me.

This is the idea of the outsider’s story. Independently working on projects that, “showed up on your path” are a little out of your comfort-zone and therefore hugely beneficial for technical and personal development. A hugely different category from what I usually blog about, but certainly very interesting, and I hope to write more posts in the same category in the near-future.

Anyway, hope you enjoy reading about the journey as much as I did experiencing it.

A little history

I was working on my own cryptocurrency when I saw IOTA on coinmarketcap, never heard of it before. I checked the whitepaper and I saw that they had what I tried to achieve (well, part of it, but I wanted too much for an experimental coin):
They put all users in the same roles.

This is the absolute 100% most important thing to me. Because different roles means different interests. Like with Bitcoin where miners are separated from the users. Miners have their needs, users have their needs. And they are not aligned, like it or not. I’m not going in deeply on this matter in this post.

In IOTA, making a transaction means validating 2 others. You as a user help the network without even knowing it. No separate agendas. No need to worry that a group of users will be upset, no high fees or slow transactions because the amount of transactions increases. It’s like 1 big crypto-communism.

That’s when I had to do something. I didn’t know what yet, but I had work on this. All my attention was suddenly directed towards IOTA. Now I only needed to put this energy to good use. I went in their Slack on #projects-channel and asked what needed to be done. A Tangle-explorer came up (the Tangle is IOTA’s equivalent of the blockchain in general)

So I build the most beautiful tangle explorer I had ever made. During that time, someone told me that they had a development fund for these kind of projects. But I didn’t want to get involved in that yet, in hindsight, not sure why, would’ve been great to have spent more time on it with some funding.

To the Flash-project

Then from one thing came another, I don’t quite remember what happened and how at this point, but within a week I was with David and Dominik (the IOTA founders) in a Skype channel, discussing some projects.

During that moment, there were 2 people from the IOTA team (whose names I won’t disclose) that asked me if I would want to work on IOTA full-time. My first response (as with similar offers) are always a no, since I work freelance only. More on this later.

Another week later, we came up with IOTA Flash as the next thing to work on, and I really liked the idea. For people who don’t know what IOTA Flash is, it’s a framework to directly exchange IOTA between 2 or more parties without the need for being online and without any fees.

Next day the IOTA-Flash channel was opened on Slack and I was dropped in the channel together with 8 other people. For the sake being polite, I’m not disclosing the names of the people in the team other than what was noted in the original Flash Channel Announcement. I was in the team with Lewis Freiberg, Paul Handy and Chris Dukakis.

We had a short meeting on how to get started. This was the first time having a conference call with the team. It was great. At this point I wasn’t sure what was to happen yet. I know that I was a bit too intrusive, I was thinking out loud how to tackle this problem. Guess that’s the enthusiasm again 🙂

I heard during the call that the Flash project had to be finished within 3 days. I already was sure that we wouldn’t make that deadline, at least I knew that I wouldn’t. Anyway, work hard & fast, the next day we started. Most of my time was spent with Lewis and Paul Handy. I worked most on the WebRTC part.

At the first day, things went fast. And I mean really fast. I loved the IOTA community (not just the team) for being direct and very productive in what they do. But being in the center of it was way different.

Let’s just say that what I did there was at the border of my experience. A border that is now bigger, thanks to the Flash-team. The things I learned there, from cryptography to using many different structures I have never used before, it was a 1 year computer-science course packed in 3 weeks. And it wasn’t just technology, being in such a different team as usual also serves as a great personal development opportunity.

I remember, that one point I was worried that the level of expertise might be too high for me. Everything that was being discussed I understood, but as soon as I did, the team seemed to have moved on. I quickly ignored that thought, knowing that if this was true, the team would have told me and I would have gone back to the tangle explorer.

Another important moment, was that there seemed to be some issues with the way the first Flash-channel was built. The signatures weren’t valid. Paul Handy called me and wanted to go over it. I told him: “But that’s Lewi’s part”. He said something like: “We don’t blame others here”. And I said: “It’s not to blame anyone, I’m pointing out that I don’t have the experience in all the crypto stuff” (the exact conversation might have been different).

And then he said the most beautiful thing that could’ve been said: “Well, Lewis isn’t here so now you do.”. That was really cool. It’s also a good sign to see how the IOTA Team operates. So we went over it and finally were able to fix it. The first valid Flash transaction was made.

Of course we didn’t reach the deadline (this wasn’t a surprise to me), so the project went on for a little longer. These weren’t my best moments during my time in the Flash-team. And there’s no shame in that. I had my opinions and I wasn’t afraid to tell them. Looking back, I forgot 1 very important thing I wish I kept in mind: I was dropped in an existing team. I’m used to managing and setting up teams myself, if not being in a brand-new one. If I didn’t forgot that I would’ve tried to adapt more. This is my only regret.

But now the project is done, and it’s free to use and test for everyone! There is a demo right here. The library and source code is here.


I’m very happy I took the opportunity to work on something I believe has a place in the future. During my time work on IOTA related projects, the only compensation I got were donations from the community (I had a donation feature on the tangle explorer).

I’ll never ask for more. This experience will stay with me. I’d like to thank IOTA for that again. In fact, the experience was actually so cool, that I made up my mind. I want to do more for IOTA, not less. I reached out to one of the people who asked if I would want to work for IOTA. Whatever happens, this was totally worth it.

If you are a developer, and you have the feeling that your work starts to get a bit repetitive, don’t be afraid to reach out to a developer of an (open source) project. A founder of a company. Even if it’s not in your field.
Ask them if there is stuff to be done, outside of the regular bug fixes or contributions you can make. I encourage you to do that. And when you do, be sure to post your version of the outsiders story!

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All hail the Pioneers: Day 3

This is the last part of a 3-day series. Click here to view all posts in the series.
About 2 days late, sorry about that 🙂

The last day! Picture made by Hans Stockmans, used with permission.
The last day! Picture made by Hans Stockmans, used with permission.

I woke up and rushed out of the tent quickly, as this was my last day. I really wanted to take it all in this day. Every day there are new workshops that you can do.
These workshops vary from technology, entrepreneurship to philosophy and spirituality.  Today was the first day I actually could do them all day.

I decided to only focus on the low-tech workshops (that didn’t have anything to do with technology or entrepreneurship).

As I walked still half-asleep to the panel with the workshops for today, I couldn’t really pick one. A nice lady behind me shouted “Who’s in for yoga?!”.

“Great!” I thought, now we got something going on!

About an hour later we were back at the main campsite, the yoga in the morning really helped to wake up, I even decided to keep doing it at home as replacement to morning gymnastics because it’s less intense but gives the same result. I think it’s around 10 in the morning now.

I don’t remember if the second workshop was first or the breakfast. Needless to say, the breakfast was very good, as was the lunch. This was the first day I actually could eat breakfast or lunch without being in a hurry. I think there were more than 4 different kinds of bread and around 10 different things you can put on it. So for everyone’s taste there was something.

The second and my last official workshop was a spiritual one, called “Travel to your past life”. Now I would like to mention first that you don’t have to believe in reincarnation. For me, if something brings you the feeling you intended to get out of it, from that point, it doesn’t matter if it’s real or not anymore. I can understand that most of my readers would lose me from this point on 🙂 All I can say, I would lose it too if I would read this without being there myself. So try to focus on the result and the feelings rather than on the believes, if that’s not your thing.

We were with a big group, I think around 20 people isn’t exaggerated.
We gathered around a tent in the main campsite, the instructor, called Anita, introduced us to the workshop. We were explicitly warned that not everyone could travel to their past live because of the large amount of people that joined today, and moved to the same location as where the yoga took place in the morning.

I’m not going trough everything we have done there, as that would make the post too long, so we focus only on the first and a bit on the second person who got a reading before we move to my experience.

After everyone sat in circles around Anita, the first lady who got a reading was chosen. She lied down next to Anita (who was sitting besides her) and trough different routines she was able to read what the unconscious mind was telling you. Every time she tells a century like ‘1500’ and by lifting your arm she could tell if that was the year your past life was in.

After a while, the girl was able to describe where she was and what she was feeling. I noticed that she was more capable to describe her feelings than her surroundings (which sort of kept being the same throughout the process). She told us that she was being betrayed by her husband at that time and killed by the villagers.

I was a bit shocked by how much it got her. You could see the fear on her face. At that point, I didn’t really wanted to go myself anymore.
After that was done, there was another process where you would accept what happened. So basically ‘forgive’ your past self. At that point everything seemed OK again.

After that another girl got a reading, she had a much more relaxing past life (in a cave eating a raw rabbit) which was also described much by feeling (she said “I can taste blood” before actively describing her surroundings) which made me more eager to try it myself again, since nothing really happened.

The third person was chosen in a different matter. Anita used the energy of everyone in the group with 1 chosen ‘medium’ (which was me) to ‘vote’ who would go next.
Eventually Anita was asking if I would want to go (which my unconscious mind would answer) and it said yes.  So here we go!

I was lying there, where 2 people before me had good and more fearful experiences. I was asked to focus on a giant gate where I would go trough, to find my past life behind that gate. The thing didn’t open for me, but I looked up. I saw something that resembles a hot air balloon. A moment later I was in some sort of shed, in a small village, it looked like the middle-east. It was very hot, there was a lot of sun as well. I saw a man in the shed that looked like me, but darker skin and longer hair. I knew it was me, not because I recognized him, but he had that look. That look what I have too when I’m working on a brand new startup idea. He had that too, even more than I had actually. In front of him was the balloon. It looked like a bad quality version of the ones today. The balloon was hard, made of leather, the basket was very badly made, you could see the floor trough it.

My shed was open, people walked outside, they didn’t really care about me, but did leave me alone. This was a comforting feeling to me, and I was happy.
So overall a great past life! Everything I describe, I said out loud while I was in my past life, so the other people could hear it.

I felt a handshake (like physical in my right hand) but I knew it wasn’t real. I focused on my right hand in my past life and a man was there. He didn’t speak but I could feel what he was doing there, we was a friend that helped me and came looking how it was going.

Anita brought me a bit forward in time. We were at some sort of smaller version of the Grand Canyon. There I was, with the man and some sort of wooden cart that I think carried the balloon. The balloon was in the center between us. I could feel the thrills.

Then the whole thing turned.

My past self was doing something, where I myself was thinking “am I really that stupid?”. I couldn’t believe what was going on. I didn’t want to describe it in front of everyone, without knowing if it actually was happening. I was dragging the balloon on top of a hill and jumped off of it with the balloon.

Then the images stopped coming. I couldn’t see what happened but I knew it very well. I died in the crash. I broke down because of this. My eyes were filling with tears, not because that I saw some sort of death, but that I was so ambitious there, real or not, it was a manifestation of me, that I wanted to give my own life for the balloon to make it work.

Moral of the story

After the past life workshop, I kept thinking about it. I saw it as a symbol. The balloon could have been anything else.
I am very ambitious, I don’t know how to give up, I failed a lot of projects and yet I keep going and keep learning and it never wears me down.
When is that too much? How long does it take for me to ‘crash’?

That was what kept me thinking.

The ending

The rest of the day was going really well, I talked to a few people, we still got a part of the ball pit set up!
When it was time to go, I arranged a lift to the station, and left with a whole bunch of new experiences, and thinking how I would write about them.


I started this 3-day series to encourage open-minded, smart people to organize meetups like this. Be yourself, get years worth of self-reflection in just a few days, and have fun while doing it.

I’ve been to a lot of meetings myself and the bottom-line is usually the same. Go do some networking, make sure you up to date with what’s happening in your industry etc. And while that is important, this will never let you be truly yourself around the people around you, even if they are like-minded.

You’ve read the last part of my story, let this be the start of yours!

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All hail the Pioneers: Day 2

This is the second part of a 3-day series. Click here to view all posts in the series.

It was early in the morning. I just woke up expecting to be annoyed by the fact that I was sleeping in a tent in the middle of the woods (I don’t like camping in general) but that didn’t happen. I found the sounds of the early birds and even the moist air quite pleasant. I got up quickly and joined the rest of the people for breakfast. This didn’t last long, as I had planned to join René (A friend of mine who I knew before the festival) in making a hardware/software project that will allow easier networking between 2 people. It was my way of contributing to the festival, aside from smaller tasks.

It was some sort of ball pit where next to it a pillar with a big button was placed. Another pillar would be placed in the center of the festival. The idea was that you push the big button at the ball pit and a voice will tell you that you can enter the ball pit. The pillar at the festival would light up then, where, when pushed, another voice at the ball pit will tell you that someone is coming to join you. When 15 minutes have passed, the routine starts over.

I quickly grabbed 1 slice of bread, then we drove away to a working place not far from the festival.

At the working place

When I first entered the work place, an open space where different kinds of people go, it was heavenly. The whole thing was so peaceful, that even right now it still cracks my head why I liked this place so much. I think it must be the combination of the simple things that where there. The sound of the pool, the chickens that walked the lands, and the view of the big house that sat in the middle. Each one filling a gap that would otherwise be empty. Nothing overfilled, just enough to create a smooth surface ready to slide away on.

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Although it wasn’t all that fun. I planned to go back to the festival around 16:00 as this ‘would be’ my last day. I would do some workshops when I got back (every day there are new workshops you can join)

We got delayed heavily on our project and ended up working for 8 hours straight if it wasn’t more. We couldn’t finish on time and we stopped around 22:00. While I did enjoy the view and the people at the working place I wasn’t that happy that I missed so much today at the festival. I decided to talk to my family and see if I can get an extra day so I can enjoy some of the workshops. After all my chores were delegated I could stay an extra day and as disappointing I was, as happy I am now.

We missed dinner, but we got some surprisingly good food (it was like chilli con carne with bacon) from the people who ran the working place. To my surprise, this was also my first technology-related conversation I had during the festival.

Back at the festival

We got back late. After a few talks I joined the campfire and got into a new conversation with ease. After I started talking to a good friend who just arrived, I felt like when I close my eyes, I would fall head-first into the campfire. So I decided to be honest and tell him how tired I was, instead of pretending to listen. We could finish it tomorrow.

I took a shower at the camping’s public bathroom which woke me up again. At this moment it was like 00:00 and I joined the campfire again. New people sat around the fire, and this is where the second and third conversation was about something in my comfort zone (entrepreneurship, technology). All other conversations were non-tech related. As I talked about my upcoming project/startup, my enthusiasm rose and thus did my energy level. At the time I really went to bed it was like 4:30.

But I was happy. I didn’t regret that I stayed so long at the workplace, as I would never had found such peace while working. I still got another day to really get into the festival. But that is for tomorrow!

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All hail the Pioneers: Day 1

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Here I am, sitting in the train, slowly descending back into civilization as I traveled from station to station, away from the Hamlet’s of the Netherlands, back into the cities. I’m looking outside, thinking about how I would write everything I’ve been trough in just 3 days. I think I got it now. So let’s begin…

First, I want to emphasize what this post is not. To all developers, investors, inventors, entrepreneurs and anyone else who has read some of my posts: This is not one of those posts. This is not a new project that I’m super stoked about, or a game that I love to explain every bit about, no, this is a story about how I got into a 3-day, medium-sized invite-only meetup called Permanent Beta Festival, set in the Netherlands, in a camping, in the middle of the woods.

I also do not represent The Permanent Beta organization in any way in this post, all the quotes, people and situations explained in this post, are the view of a single first-time visitor and volunteer of the Permanent Beta Festival.

This is also not a review. It’s not a compliment, it’s not critique either. Why not? Because when people read a review about something, they set, if they like the experience the reviewer had, expectations, mostly similar to the ones of the reviewer. If those expectations are not met, then the experience of the readers of the review is overall not very positive. Not because it isn’t, but their mind is locked on that one experience.

With our story it’s different. It doesn’t matter to me what your experience would be, just as it shouldn’t matter to you what my experience was.
Also reviews are typically about services like hotels, restaurants, and other places where there is typically a centralized ‘service’ that will make your experience as good as possible, either by having waiters, staff, and other people ready to serve you. They make sure you have fun. If you are not satisfied you go to the management and explain your complaints.

In the Permanent Beta Festival, everyone makes sure everyone else has fun. Imagine a place in the middle of the woods where there are tons of people who are like you, but total different interests. This is something I didn’t think was possible, but it was. I spoke with around 20 different people and around 3 of them were actually working in a tech-related field. So what did I and the other 17 people have in common? We were all, very, very crazy, out of the box thinkers. Every single one of them, including me, that was something that made me feel very comfortable in a very short time.

So let’s go back, before I was in the Permanent Beta Festival. How did it get started? I was working at home on a freelance project, when the phone rang, and I picked it up. It was a good friend of mine asking me if I could arrive earlier. Sure, I thought, because I expected the festival to start at Sept 27 for some reason. But then he asked, “Ok, can you come soon?”.


Alright. You know where this is going. I forgot I got my tickets for Saturday and Sunday at Sept 10.
I didn’t want to skip this event as I heard many great stories myself as well. So I moved my appointments, arranged a lift and left home nearly immediately, on the same day. It’s not a fun thing to do, but you should try it, it makes your brain strong to adapt to quick changes.

And away I went! Riding in a camper with a girl I just met at that moment. Around 3 hours later we were at the spot. At that time it was around 22:00 I think.
I immediately was astonished by the lights and the environment. It didn’t take me a long time to start my first conversation. It was about how to imitate a bagpipe. That’s all you need to know 🙂

What’s next

Tomorrow I will continue on the second part of the series. I hope you enjoy the read. Don’t be afraid to leave any comments that help me improve my writing. See you next day!


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