Gabbe, on the contrary had a fear hangover the day after. he saw the entire drinking list from the pub in a toilet bowl during the night. But nothing cures a real hangover like a similar party start at the same pub that we were the night before.

Time to go to the arena. We met this dude that fixed tickets for us and then we took off to one of the beer tents to get a cold one.

The arena in Ostrava. A true Socialistic brag-construction! Cool in a very special anxiety-producing way.
So, this was the place where we were to rumble around for the next ten days.

The most boring job during the Champs. Being a sniper at the roof of the arena. The security surrounding the arena was as watertight as a dolphins ass. So exaggerated. More controls and guards than in Russia in 2000, and then Russia is a country that lives through a civil war.

Inside the arena during the game between finland and Denmark.

Getting drunk together with the Danes inside one of the many beer tents that was in direct connection to "Beer Arena" that was located on the other side of the street seen from the arena. This was the place were we sat for hours and hours and drank beer and smoked cigarettes before and after the games. The motion was always on top there!!

Gabbe and Ellu inside the Beer Arena.

Gabbe together with Matte from mattes.nu. He came down with a friend from the poker gang "Twopairs". Two really happy drunks that we hope to see more from at the Championships to come.

The party is getting loud inside the Irish pub Bernie's at the party street Sidoni where we almost every day started our partying at. It was always people there and lots of music even though the Irish music maybe wasn't the most played inside "The Irish" pub.

Swedes getting drunk together with finns.

This is how it looked almost everywhere at Sidoni street. at the bottom floor it was luxurious places with disco and/or pubs and when one looked one store up it looked like the Tjetjen capital Grozny. But we always had a lot of fun at Dublin Pub!