#6 Stuttgart, Germany
by Love Like Birds
A good but short night in Max’ apartment.
To make a long story short; our car broke down yesterday. Nothing too serious, but serious enough for the garage to hold the car back.
Balthazar adopted us for the drive to Stuttgart, so we could make it to our last German tour of this night.
Quite hugs goodbye to Max, Nadine and Max’ flatmate (whose name slips my mind, sorry) who brought me breakfast, but which I sadly had to abandon.
A Gameboy with a Pokémon game, and David Hasselhoff sexy-smizing me goodbye.
(How to smize – Wikihow)
Road-break at a music store. Totally relaxed after this zen-concert.
Little disappointment when the iced coffee turned out to be (c)old coffee with a big scoop of vanilla ice cream and half a bottle of whipped cream on top.
Bye, bye, Dresden. Until next time!
Reunited with my favorite bus buddy!
Finished reading Gabriel Garcia, started with Paul Auster.
We spent our last night in Germany at the Keller Club
This place was weird. Way too many rooms. Luckily we got Filip in our team as mixer, to make sure that our sound reaches everyone around
I said it once and I’ll say it again. You Germans are one of the best crowds. Every show turned into a dance party. So much fun.
The shows ended early for the party to start. A perfect way to end the night.
Taking care of Benne, who has to drive for at least 6h tomorow, we go to the hotel in time.
Only to find this lost grandpa behind the desk.
It took him 45minutes silently clicking away at the computer, before he just gave me the list of hotelguests to look for my own name. 10 seconds later I got my key.
We would have started a riot, but he just seemed so sad and lost..
And so all’s well that ends well.
The Kelly Family and I wish you a good night.
Good morning, Stuttgart!
Wake up call at 8, getting our stuff out of the Balthazar van.
Cosy breakfast, long shower and lingering on my soft hotel bed until our taxi arrives at 11, to take us to the car rental place.
Even though we explicitly asked for a little bus, we get a normal car.
The taxi guy starts an argument, and walks away angrily.
So we call for another.
Again, a car. A bit bigger this time.
We tetris our way in, and have a great conversation with our driver until we arrive at our car rental place.
Imagine that this is your office.
Bright orange, all day, every day.
Trunk to trunk we ship over our gear and say goodbye to our driver.
Goodbye rainy Stuttgart!
Hoping for a change of weather along our way back home.
With all the taxi cab and car rental waiting, plus this ridiculous traffic jam that we were it, the drive took forever and I just want to lay on the sofa and be a couch potato.
Before crashing, I paid a visit to my other home; the Studio Skoop Café where Liese-Lotte was working.
Sleep over, a Sunday filled with family and friends, and I’m ready to hit the road again on Monday, for 3 Holland shows with An Pierlé!