The dark trip

We drove all night from Stockholm to Hamburg. The car was overloaded with stuff and as I was driving I looked in the rearview mirror and among the guitars, cd’s and bags I could only see a beard. That was Coffa, the bass player. I was laughing my ass off. That sight was too much!

As we arrived 5.30 in the morning, we got access to only one room so we crashed on the floor and everywhere, all exhausted!

Here’s a photo from the ”öresundsbron” and one from the floor were Jonas slept 🙂


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