Dream

English

I dreamt that Martin and I were on our way home by bus but we took it in the wrong direction of where I lived, so the bus driver let me come back after we had let Martin off. But somehow, we never reached home and I had to stay at the driver in his very small townhouse in Åbyhøj (suburb to Aarhus), where he tried to make friends next morning and insisted that I would like football if we were to talk more together. I bribed him with two bags of red onions to get out of the entrance hall and then fled home to the apartment where Zorro and Marha held samba practice on the occasion of Aalborg Carnival (which I have never been to).

Danish

Drømte at Martin og jeg var på vej hjem i bus men vi tog den i forkert retning af hvor jeg boede, så buschaufføren lod mig komme med tilbage efter vi havde sat Martin af. Men på en eller anden måde nåede vi aldrig hjem og jeg måtte overnatte hos chaufføren i hans meget lille rækkehus i Åbyhøj, hvor han næste morgen forsøgte at få mig til at blive venner med ham og insisterede på at jeg skulle kunne lide fodbold hvis vi skulle snakke mere sammen. Jeg bestak ham med to poser rødløg for at komme ud i entréen og flygtede derefter hjem til lejligheden hvor zorro og Marha holdt samba-øvning i anledning af Aalborg karneval (som jeg aldrig har været til).