After so many days, I make a brief connection with the blogger world. You are here Manchester's three friends, Anna, Paul and Paul. Arrived last Tuesday and since then it has been a non-stop. We walked around Copenhagen and Roskilde, and yesterday we took a ride through the fjord. On May 1 a national holiday in Denmark, and went to celebrate at Fæledparken, a huge park in downtown Copenhagen. There were thousands of people, music, campfires, tents, etc.. It was awesome. I did not know there were so many Danes, or they could drink so much. Then we went to Christiania to continue the party, but our throats were sore from the cold, and returned to Korallen.
Yesterday, after the aforementioned tour of the fjord (we forgot the forks to the picnic and we had to go to a house to ask them, and the lady, very friendly, we gave them), there was a fabulous party Korallen. The Danes held in the kitchen, but the event, monstrous, spread to the rest of the building. Chairs flew, were activated hoses, danced on tables. The poor Pablo bubble, sitting on the patio on the second floor, a chair hit him in the face, thrown from the garden chair. The other Paul had an accident when he fell from a cart and hit the tailbone with a railing. To celebrate the victory of Barcelona, \u200b\u200ba euphoric MAF climbed to a counter and showed the audience his Barca anderbuear. At four and a half with the climax of the feast, came the dawn. Marianne went with a wobbly the Blue Tower, and went back to my room to sleep between a jumble of sheets and dirty socks. My room is at a point of disorder and dirt unknown until now. Clothing, mattresses, quilts, clínex, bags, food, paper, seem to have taken power and occupy it all.
Well, that, increasingly early sunrise and sunset later, that the evenings are very long and very beautiful, the weather is perfect, Korallen flooded and foul, that there are giant spiders and mosquitos that seem helicopters. The Black Cobra continues to own, with his dark tricks on the upper floors, and adequate progress with my juggling five balls.
Now go to the jam session. In what remains of weeks, I have planning to bring my friends to Hillerød and Malmö, and if we raise enough money by collecting cans from the street, go to Tivoli.
Greetings to all.
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