With my bag filled with sandwiches I’m ready for a heavily low-budget and super-party weekend in Milan. It’s a gathering of over a hundred couch surfers celebrating the 6th meeting in Milan. There’s gonna be a flashmob, tram party and who knows what else.
Bye bye Sweden and Bring it weekend!
Though, at the airport I realized I might be a little too excited for this weekend. Despite the train being half an hour late, I still arrived at the airport over two hours early. A cup of tea and very many very small and slow sips later there was just an hour left. Now Kastrup isn’t the most exciting airport ever, rather the opposite. To do when inside the security gates: shopping, shopping, fika, shopping, food, shopping….. Sure fika is a big interest of mine, but it’s simply too expensive to make more than a half time here. And half a fika isn’t that much of an interest of mine. Can’t we just speed up the clocks a little?