My thanks to Colorline, as press we are travelling for free. The Kiel ferry is like a floating cash register, and our budget is slim. We buy something to eat and some beers in the tax-free shop, and skip eating at one of the many restaurants on the ferry. But we do have to visit the bar.
We enter an area where it is allowed to smoke, and start to speak with a woman who runs a camping site on the western coast of Norway. She have problems believing that we are going on a trip with Alex RosÃ©n – he is her number one TV hero. He must have a popular appeal, and reach out to a broad spectre of the population. She gets Eskil to buy her drinks – Pepsi Light and vodka.
Then another woman shows up, one whom I did have a short affair with 25 years ago. She brings me a pint and asks if I remember her. I must admit I have trouble remembering, but after a while I do remember we spent a night together in the previous millennium. She is travelling to Berlin with two gay friends, nice people.
The camping woman has a very harsh view on queen Sonia – I don’t know why that came up, but her eyes light up with hate when the queen is mentioned. But in her eyes, Alex is king. I am wondering how it will be to see this cheerful lad in Auschwitz. I have bought a few bottles with water for the car parked on the truck deck.
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