Luckily, with the motorcycle, we are waved in through the blockade – we will not need to walk all the way in the heat and dust to the festival. Once we arrive, I am greeted by several small craft booths, two large stages, and several food trucks. One stage has music playing but the other has, I think, the crowing of this year‘s Heideblütenkönigin (the queen) and her court all bedecked in purple gowns.
We head over to the burger truck to order some lunch after which we stroll through the booths and out onto the Heide. It is unfortunate that the weather has been so hot and dry that even the Heide has suffered. The carpet of purple promised to me has not materialized.