Teatime in Stockholm

The last night

With people tenting outside the club, a picnic in queue 3 hours before it opened, a giant disco bowl hanging outside and a party that went on 'till 9 am you could say that the night was special.
The strange thing is, that although the night started for me at 7pm and ended at 10am, it seamed so short. That might have something to do with the amount of alcohol I pored in my body during those hours, but I don't know.
But of all these hours, some of the best must have been between 6 and 8 am, when there was an after party on Skeppsholmen where I jumped in the cold water and where Henrik Berggren (the singer in Broder Daniel) sat playing Shoreline; a Broder Daniel song I really hate with the few people left singing along, laughing.