The city that never sleeps

Torsdag fik jeg en mail om at jeg havde vundet to billetter til koncert/kunst arrangement på Train. Så fredag stod jeg på toget for at mødes med mine venner i Århus. Jeg dansede med Lucy hele natten, lige til min pung blev stjålet, og vi endte med at gå hele vejen hjem i den gryende morgenstund, fordi den sidste natbus var kørt. Fuglende sang selvom det stadig var mørkt, og der var langt mellem bilerne. Byen sov.

Thursday I received an e-mail, which said I had wun two tickets for a music/art event at Train. So I got on the train friday to go and meet up with my friends in Aarhus. I danced all night with Lucy, right untill my wallet was stollen and we ended up walking all the way home in the last hours of the night because the last night bus had already left. The birds were singing even though it was still dark, and there was far between the cars. The city was asleep.