Well, after a bitch of a bustrip where I almost feared for my life from time to time I have finally landed in the presscentre after going through a securitycheck outta this world. Not even Arlanda gave me such a thourough search.
The bus out to B&W hallerne was sort of a joke where they changed the schedule while we were waiting for the bus. BUT we got here. And probably by chance.
Arrived in the middle of the rehearsal so I'll just give a general view. So far it's been a little of a snoozefest and out of key really bad at some points. But now shush, Portugal is on.