Almost like Russia. The staff at the hotel that had our keys didn't speak one word English so it was a mess like never before when we were to get to our rooms. But everything worked out fine with (a lot of) patience.

At the hotel it was time for the rest of the gang to get their hockey jerseys on. Gabbe sold one of his to Matte and borrowed one other to Peter The Drunk.

Hotel Samson-style at the rooms, but much nicer and finer. Jörgen had made a very good job getting room for us at the student-hotel.

Patrik makes sure that the Swedish flag is arranged in his and Gabbes room. Nice!

Going through the agenda and warming up with some drinks.

That's the way! Just keep pouring. Yet another advantage with the room were that there were refrigerators in them. normal for an ordinary hotel, yes. but for being a student shack it was a really nice initiative from the owners.