Again, I had to go under in the bag! Along with a dozen of CD's on my back. Besides that there were only a Discgirl™, Lady Old, Anna, Bishnore and Babu on my poor back. My ears couldn't handle it anymore and are therefore very irritated. Hours and hours I had to endure this faith and even the matras of rock hard concrete in Germany was a relieve after this. After my torture, i only had to torture my skin pores with the fat fumes of greasy Greek food.

Today got to be in the car for another day, and yes, I had to keep my prominent spot under in the bag. On the boat to Denmark I bought a delicious parfume necklace from Ecapada: Mallorca Yuppie, I'm allready addicted to it. After that we moved on and got lost on the way. After that, I got to spend the night in a Fungus Basement/ Cooled Down Steam Cabin. All with All a ruthless night.