Guess what? I will never ever more party! Humm, ok this is what happened last night:
I arrived in Uppsala with the last train (arriving at 00.00) after a “summer party” at work. As the train arrives at the station I start to get a creepy feeling that I have not seen my keys for a while. I empty my rucksack in the train but cannot find them. The train has stopped and I unpack the rucksack, empty my pockets and search everywhere but no they are not there. The train I arrived with was the last for the night, the last buss to Stockholm is gone as well. The only solution I can find is to pass the night walking through the streets until the morning trains starts again. It is too cold to lie down and sleep on a bench. In a very miserable state I call Tobia in Brighton to at least get some sympathy. Tobia however is content not to let me sleep rough. He urges me to phone Tomas, a friend living I Uppsala, and after some hesitancy (it is embarrassing) I finally do. Of course Tomas, as a true friend, lets me come and sleep in his flat. Thus finally, as in all good stories, even this one has a happy ending.
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