We spent the night at a hotel in Malmö and our room actually had a bathtub - that I were way too tired to use - and continued to Denmark early sunday.
It´s a short drive from Malmö to Copenhagen and Wallmans Cirkusbygningen should´nt be too hard to find. Still we circled the building for almost twenty minutes without finding it. (I can imagine the universe resting it´s cheek in it´s hand looking down at us and shaking it´s head...)
Found it.
Went inside.
Did my audition.
And just like Modesty Blaise sometimes cries on Willie Garvins shoulder I cried afterward. Totaly exhausted I cried until my mascara made me look like a racoon.
Now it´s monday and I have to get my little lioncar to the doctor and when she feels better she´s going to get washed and cleaned.
J´s BMW is making her last trip... going to the graveyard.
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