Travel with Koala

Denmark. Aalborg, it's 4 pm, some stupid weather is out, it's not cold, it's not warm, it's getting cloudy. Honza is just arriving from college and after 3 days of constant drinking, the only thing on his mind is to go to bed and not get up until tomorrow. However, what kind of friend would I be if I let him do it, no brother, you can't lie down! We walk to the train station, from where I will take the train and slowly go to the airport, fuck Honza if u can't drink in your 20es when will u be able to? Nothing, the two of us are walking, he doesn't feel like it, he's dragging himself, but he's going, fuck it, bro, he's feeling shitty that I am leaving. We sit on the bench, he dead, I am full of energy, eager to leave the dark, cloudy, sad Danish ambiance and head to warmer and sunnier parts of Europe. The train came, we said goodbye and I went to the airport. I flew Aalborg - Copenhagen by airplane, a fast flight of about 40 minutes, passed comple...

 Aalborg, 16 je sati, nekakvo glupo vrime je vani, nije ladno, nije toplo, oblači se. Honza je taman doša sa faksa i nakon 3 dana konstantnog pijenja, jedino šta mu je na pameti je zaleć i ne dizat se do sutra. Međutim, kakav bi ja to bija prijatelj da san ga pustija da to i učini, ma nema brate, neš ležat! Idemo na noge do željezničke stanice, odakle ću uzet feratu i lagano do aerodroma, a ko je vidia spavat, u 20ima. Ništa, šetamo nas dva, njemu se neda, vuče se, ali opet ide, jebiga, žaj mu je šta iden ća.  Sidamo na klupu, on mrtav, ja pun energije, jedva čekan napustit mračni, oblačni, tužni danski ambijent i zaputit se u toplije i sunčanije Europske krajeve. Ferata je došla, mi se pozdravili i ja san otiša do aerodroma.  Letija san Aalborg - Copenhagen avionon, brz let od nekih 40ak minuti, proša je skroz okej, ima san oba mista za sebe.  U Copenhagenu san ima 3 sata presjedanja do idućeg leta, iskoristija san to vrime maksimalno, popriča san na video s materon...