23 February 2013

Avec les danois

I came home at 6,30 this morning. I love that. The night is semi-lost in a blur of drinks, taxis, bars, dancing and laughing. The Danes gathered at Kenneth's house where the master chef wined and dined us before unleashing the Danish party mentality. Later, we went to Royal Phoenix followed by a dark bar that made me think for a flash that I was back in Berlin. They (...) even smoked inside. Thanks for a blast!
 Christoffer talking into air.
 Olly went shirtless.
 Killing on the dance floor.....

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