day 5 - 950km

ALRIGHT!

smells like smellen.

30degrees, 30 litres of sweat, and 30 litres of beer.

that about sums it up.

Copenhagen:

came, drank, left. did not talk to anyone. Scandinavia sucks! We peaced out to Germany and tibi expected the same style. But Bremen proved him wrong. They have Becks, the best beer in the world. (according to them)

We met a bunch of random kids.

Now; pictures.

O-O-Thats the sound of the police!

Here are the random gangstas that beered us up.

I bet him that the girls we wistled at wouldn`t come back... Apparently I lost. They were random russians drinking something unfamiliar, beer. They felt like chilling. We did also.

sddf

Tibi is passed out on the bed in the lower left corner. Shit happens.