I had a nightmare. I was keeping a plant like man in a carton box. I had to decide whether I had to put 1 or 2 bottles of water in the box before it was closed. A voice-over said: Normally he'll do the human thing and put just 1 bottle of water in the box.... then out of nothing a wild screaming barbarian woman came out of the box. With a bloody sword.
I woke up terrified.
We were late in Enschede because of traffic jams. So we had to skip the rehearsel thing. I'm still not sure about our own setlist and Daniel skipped some song of his. But it went well.
And the the guitar Daniel is playing on....I tried to tune it but when i touched the thing the A string broke and while putting on the A string the D string broke. Its by far the most ugly guitar i've ever seen. But with Daniel it eh...works.
I'm writing this in my own hotelroom in Enschede. The Johnstons are sleeping and we drank a last beer at the hotelbar. The drunk hotelman keeps bringing plates with cheese an slices of ham while our booker Henk keeps talking and talking. Tomorrow Amsterdam.
I'm not used to this blogging in English. I hope it'll work out.