Show a little faith there's magic in the night
We arrived early Sunday morning and Milan greeted us with two things: brutal heat (35°C) and a not-so-warm welcome at the hotel. Our room wouldn’t be ready until 15:00 and the staff gave off such a bad vibe that we decided to carry our backpacks around rather than leave them. To kill time and to... Continue Reading →
After a rest day in Cologne with time for laundry and recovery, I was back with Oliver again and on our way to Gelsenkirchen. Sylvia and her friend Martina were going to drive us there and back, so we wouldn’t have to deal with overcrowded trains. We had some doubts about this one. Many fans... Continue Reading →
🚌 Saying Goodbye & Arriving in San Sebastián As I mentioned in my last post, Oliver had to head back to Cologne and work, but he persuaded me to stay. So, after a bittersweet goodbye, I caught the bus from Bilbao to San Sebastián. It’s only about an hour and twenty minutes and the road... Continue Reading →
We arrived in Bilbao the day before the concert, and it was hot, around 40°C and completely windless. We tried to do some sightseeing, but had to go back to the hotel and wait a while before heading out again at 9pm for a beer and some local pintxos. On the morning of the show,... Continue Reading →
After sitting out both Berlin and Prague, I have been nursing a proper case of FOMO. Oliver having been at both, was sending updates and photos while I followed along from a distance, equally happy for him and equally envious. I knew I couldn’t be everywhere, but it still stung a little to watch the... Continue Reading →
Springsteen weekend number four this year took us to Liverpool. Oliver flew in from Germany, I came from Gothenburg, and we met up in Manchester late on Friday night. So late, in fact, that by the time the bus dropped us off in Liverpool, it was already 1:30 am Saturday morning. Apart from the concert,... Continue Reading →
After Manchester and Lille, it was finally time for Marseille. This was a show many of us had been waiting for, not just because it was next on the tour, but because it was one of the four that got postponed last year due to Bruce’s illness. We were actually just about to enter the... Continue Reading →
Another Springsteen trip, this time to Lille, France. I flew in to Brussels on Saturday morning, the day of the show. Leaving after work on Friday wasn’t really an option this time since the trains from Brussels Midi to Lille don’t run in the evening. I met up with Oliver at Brussels Midi, just as... Continue Reading →
The tour has finally begun! For me and Oliver I mean. Manchester 2 was the first of nine shows we’ll see together on this leg of Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band’s Land of Hope and Dreams Tour. On Friday after work (May 16th) we flew to Manchester. Oliver from Cologne and I from... Continue Reading →
It was one of those rare Gothenburg spring evenings where the weather actually cooperates. My friend Ann-Sofie and I met for some food and beer at an Indian restaurant and we could sit outside without freezing our asses off. By the time we walked up to the venue. Konserthuset, for the concert, the sun was... Continue Reading →
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