All sorts of people get on and off this carnival of a ferry boat and some people leave with things that don’t belong to them….in their skirts. The Gypsie women wear dark velvet dresses with what you would call a “bustle” but off the hips rather than the rear of the “get-up”. I have been told not to deal with them in anyway as they steal things and hide them in the pockets of their dresses.
I met a group of Kurdish men who were very grateful about the freedom they now have. One of them named Kardu bought me some drinks and gave me a big genuine hug. He had lost his leg fighting as a young man; he has been living in Stockholm for 23 years.
I have been enjoying myself on the boat and there are always new people to talk with. In the evening we stop in Stockholm and in the morning we stop in Turku with a few stops in between at some small islands.
The food has been messing with my stomach a bit; I think I have eaten too many pickles. Because of the timetable that we have we miss the hot crew meals that are served during our afternoon set.
We play as we are approaching the Viking Terminal/dock and the past few days have gotten a great view of the sun set. Opposite the stage and pub is a big bank of windows that runs down the side of the boat giving a great view of the passing shore lines of small islands and cars ferries. We can almost time the set based on what land marks we are passing.
Last night I went out dancing in the disco and had a great time. Like so many other things here it is funny what the DJ plays and what American songs they like. Well ta ta for now.
Kippis= cheers in Finnish.
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ill drop ya some advice stop eating pickles and stop saying ta ta.. toodal loo jk ed..
Dude,
I just talked to Kopke. Sounds like you're on the trip of a lifetime. Were you joking about those Kurds appreciating their freedom implying that they greeted us as liberators? Maybe not. What American songs were they playing at the disco? Keep up the good work.
word, josh
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