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Snöar nu, vilket ger mig en sån där mysig känsla i kroppen..

Tonight I had the most terrible night in a while. I dont know if you knew that im driving a car with trailer when im here in denmark. An so I did when I was in Norway last week. Last week I had big problems finding parking spots for my big trailer, but i made it trough the whole week..Anyway. Today me and another girl drove from Copenhagen 5am, to go 3 hours south. The whole day was great, had lots of fun and so on. So after a day of work I finally found the destination of where my hotel was for the night. I parked the car a few blocks away, walked my way to the hotel to ask about parking spots, where I could park my(once again) BIG trailer. The lady was really nice and gave me directions. SO I walked my way back to where I parked my car, found a fine on the window of the car. GREAT i was thinking! Drove into the parking place to find a new spot. Of course I didnt, what a lucky night. My last hope was the garage(which is underground), drove down because no sign told me about the height of the roof, so suddenly I heard a mysterious sound, like crack crack. from the back. Didnt understand what it was and drove for a little more. And the sound got worse. Stopped the car, and realized I was stuck, the roof of my trailer was completely stuck in the roof above. Fuck, fuck fuck... Started the car again, tried to reverse, but didnt get anywhere..This was the last thing on earth i wanted to happen, was tired and hungry.. (dont laugh now)..in tears i walked into the reception, the lady in the reception stared at me like if I was a UFO. When I told her what had happend,she thought i was kidding! No I wish I was. There was a few men in the reception but noone of them could help me, so the guard for the parking garage came. He didnt now more then me about cars, tried to help me to reverse the car little more, and i got up from the hill one more step and then the accelerator broke. So there I was in a garage, at 10pm, no one new how to help me and noone understood what I was saying(danish people are not vary good at either english or swedish).. Finally my boss in sweden got in contact with a tow, and my boss mostly laughed at me, luckily enough. When the tow arrived, a woman came up from the garage, really upset, cause she couldnt get out. And in the same time as the three of us where standing there, the photographer and reporter from the local newspaper came to take photos of my car, and this "blonde" swedish girl who was standing there next to it.. the reporter looked at me a bit confused cause i couldnt stop laughing, and he said, so what happend? and most importantly where are you from..The situation became so comic so I just pissed myself laughing. What a night. This is what I say, there´s other things to do a thursday night. BUT life is unpredictable..and even if this was terrible when it happend, there was nothing i could do about it, just learn. LEARN to NOT drive a trailer again ever in my life. And even if me and my company are a few thousand poor now than before, im happy it was my car that got hurt and not me...

 Nu sitter jag har och sitter igen, som jag sa da jag var mindre.