Woke up at 4:50am to pack the last of my trinkets. Uneventful train ride to Gothenburg, except for the screaming baby. Praise the lard (yes, lard!) for earplugs. Could actually get some sleep. Was really nice to see the guys and our wonderful crew again. Speaking of the crew, they had the unenviable task of rigging up, plugging in, changing strings, making sure everything works for tomorrow’s production rehearsal.
So psyched to get this touring machine on the road.
Rehearsal room coffee: Good. Ica’s Dark Roast. Does the trick.
