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When I had stood there for about ½ hour and moved forward about 30 meters, it started to be boring. Then I saw Leif Nyberg 2 meters further forward, so I took a chance and pushed myself towards him. After a while Annika arrived with a bear and a sandwich for him. The poor fellow had been standing there for over one hour. As it was so boring, I got to help by either holding the sandwich or the bear, as more than one free hand was not possible to have du to the
crowdedness.
Now the fight started. People pushed from all direction and you could actually lean yourself backwards of forward without falling. All around us we had people from Austria, Zagreb, Italy, Germany and so on. Here it was the heaviness and elbows that counted. In a surrounding of about 2 meters here was even a small Swedish camp. It was Ebbe Nyquist, Michael Rundgren, Mats Ekenberg, Leif and myself
You became dry in your mouth from cuing that long, so Micke called John Stolpe who came and served us with a nice bear each. That one sat good and lasted long and some got worried about that the toilets were a bit far away. Just the thought of that having to leave the cue after 2
hours……
As usual, I talked to all and everyone. All the people that talked a language that I did not understand I had to ask from where they came. After a while we had quite good contacts with the some that came from the Wels district (spoke an non understanding German). Our new friend ( a big Austrian in a lilac sweater, heavy lifter, Walter Krennenbauer) got help from the guards to by hand move those who tried to move ahead of us and move them last. Suddenly we were almost there. Then the Austrian who knew the guards tried to get advantages from them, all but Walter, who let all my Swedish friends. He said that after 3 hours a few 10-20 minutes would not make any difference, it was all the bloody same, as he expressed it. Now it was
quiet!!
So close but yet so far. I say to the other Austrians, that we would never come back if we got treated this bad. The pressure eased a bit when Walter told them that we understood quite a bit of what they said, but however they did not understand a bit of what we said. I asked them to sing a song for us and joined in on a German song that is called Lanterne, Lanterne. Then we were finally there. That rabbit was sold, this one and that one and that one and so on was still there. From my 37 alternatives I bought 11 of them for myself, my Norwegian and Swedish friends. When I came out from this I felt at least 20cm thinner, but is was
fun.
The trip home started the next day. The packing of our luggage and rabbits went well and the trip started 2 hours earlier that scheduled. The trip went through a nice nature strip with some sun and some fog. We stopped in Nurnberg and strolled around in the old city. In the evening over a nice dinner we took the opportunity in celebrating 2 birth days. It was for Par Ingeback and Madelein Hasselberg. While we others slept or had fun, Ingeback and Hilbert arranged so that 65 of the rabbits got carrots and felt
well.
The next day went on to Rostock, where we went shopping in a big way for Christmas. Earlier on Tuesday morning we went through Denmark in a sunny December morning and over the new bridge. The passengers started to drop of after a superb Christmas plate at the Sofieros castle. At about 21:00 it was only us left and we arrived in Naum – unloaded the bus and went to our cars in order to carry on our trip back
home.
Everyone was pleased and happy after as usual, the fantastic
Rune-trip.
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