I‘m writing this from the train to Rostock from where I’ll take the ferry to Sweden in a few hours to go to Way Out West Festival in Göteburg. It’s been a pretty last-minute decision, planned within 2 hours including phonecalls & a taxi (decadence at its best) rushing me to the station. Packed my bag in 3 minutes – new record, definitely – and will spend this night sleeping on the floor of a ferry. It will be worth it, though, I’ve never been to Sweden before, I’m going to see fucking Iggy Pop for free, my friends are gonna be there djing, it’s Jasmin’s birthday celebrations & will finally be travelling again, something that I’ve missed a lot since moving to Berlin in February.

I only have one pair of shoes but four spare films for my camera which I’m planning on finishing, so expect lots of photos. I’m completely high on travelling adrenaline right now and it’s so funny considering I went to work this morning thinking it’d be an average work day followed by a quiet night in with food & evening telly. And now I’m on my way to catch the ferry to Sweden, woop woop!