It's August, it sure feels like November, and we go through this summer one rain storm to the other. Well, at Tropcamp the weather doesn't matter, it's a little ecosystem, with an East German flair, where between one million runs, skate sessions, camping, grilling and mingling with the homies, you can literally forget the concept of planning ahead. All you need is there, all you like is cheap.
This year, again, Tropcamp was a hoot. Whatever bizarre weather, in the dom the lights were shining from 10:00 till 21:00 and moods couldn't be higher. And so what if that homie back home is on a indonesian surfing / over sea road trip / italian delicatesse vacation. Here we feel in the right place at the right time.
Words by Martina Jole Moro
Shots by Franz Ortlepp