Got back to the hostel and found my car had been ticketed with a 510 kroner fine. To be fair I’ve not paid at all for parking since I left home, which considering I’ve been parking in some major cities right outside where I needed to isn’t half bad. I can’t understand where I’m allowed to park here and where I’m not. Its not clear at all. But they were decent enough to make sure the parking fine notice was printed in 4 different languages. Ah well. We’ll see if they chase me for it when I’m back home.

Been wearing new shoes today and after all our walking and exploring I’ve also got a blister the size of Belgium. Hope it sorts itself out or I’ll be wearing flipflops to Eurovision. Blisters AND a parking fine in one day just isn’t fair.

There was just me and April in our 4 bed room so we put the telly on and found the Eurovision semi final channel and sat back relaxing in our jimjams. The mattresses here are so thin they aren’t worth having, so we were hoping that if no-one else came we could double up and steal the other two matresses. Just before final check in time our door opened and a woman came in to share. We said hi but didn’t chat, as we assumed she was foreign (wearing a maxi sun-dress over a sweatshirt just didn’t strike me as a british thing) and April and I just laughed about the different entrants and how we’d cry if the falsetto gothic screachy man got through, and how many key changes there were. Then suddenly the maxidress jumper girl started talking to us. She was from Denmark but spoke perfect English, and had initially ignored us because she said we spoke so quickly she thought we were talking in Welsh! She was so nice, and laughed at the acts with us, and totally got our love for the naffness of the whole thing. So we had a very chilled relaxed quiet night in in our submarine room, all 3 of us chatting and groaning over the bad entrants and awful songs. And that’s were we are now. April has fallen asleep on her top bunk, maxidress girl is typing away in the dark on her laptop and I’m typing this on my phone. Tell you what,  April Davies, she doesn’t half snore. Always a sign when you offer someone in a dorm a pair of ear plugs and they say no they wont need them. Yeah well if they don’t need them that’s because THEY’RE the snorer. There’s one in every dorm, and tonight it’s April. Shes even coming through the earplugs. I’ll have to make a point of making sure I’m first asleep tomorrow night.

So it’s been a good day. Bit odd having someone I know here with me now, specially as I’ve not seen April for months and months, but I’ve soon got used to it. Was good driving back from the airport in the glorious sunshine with the roof down Thelma and Louise stylee. (I’ve never seen the film so I don’t know whos who – you’ll have to make your own mind up)

Well that’s me done now. Early start tomorrow morning across the Oresund Bridge to Malmo and Eurovision baby!

EDIT: Now lying here in the dark silently laughing away to myself. I just trumped but I’ve got earplugs in so don’t know if it made a noise. What’s the etiquette in situations like this?……anyone?