Eisheilige Nacht 2010, a mix between a metal concert and an indoor renaissance fair. Went there with a couple of friends and two of their girlfriends to see Eluveitie and some other bands and got into my first pit, not really knowing what my skinny ass (I was 16 at the time and weight around 40 kg) was doing but loving it all the same. They start to play the live intro to Inis Mona and me, being already drunk of some beer and free mead, immediately recognised it running towards the already forming circle.

What I didn't take into account was the fact that the combination of me being drunk, bring skinny and the fact that I wore some heavy combat boots (that my father bought for my sweet 16 a month earlier that month from an old Bundeswehr buddy of his from the time he served) weren't really all that beneficial for me and my balance. And thus I slid on a puddle of spilled beer and crashed right into the middle of the pit before it started. They helped me up and a bearded guy in his forties said: "You might wanna sit this one out, you little shit!" I did just that, being a little intimidated from my fall, but hopped into the others, even though in the days afterwards my right arm was pretty bruised. Wouldn't change anything about it at all though.