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Originally Posted by nico-t
- the fucking journey. Bike, train, bus, "party", and do the journey all over when its finished. Fucking tiring.
- waiting for everything about 50 times longer than in bars or clubs. The entry, those damn lockers, and most important - the fucking bar! I dont wanna stand in line for 30 minutes to get a damn drink.
- and from there we wind up at the last, most important point, the drinks themselfs. They're not allowed to serve straight liqour!
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Our journey is ok. Flight over on the Friday, gives us time to relax, and then by Saturday we catch a train straght across from our hotel, and that takes us to pretty much right to the arena.
The queues can be a pain in the ass, but that's obviously gonna be the case when you have so many people there.
About the drinks, we have a drink before we go to these things, so that once we are there, a few bottles of water will do us most the night. The water is needed for the 'party drugs' anyway.
