I woke up just before 9am, had a shower and me and my roomie James (FOH engineer) headed out in search of coffee (or tea in James' case). We found a quaint little coffee shop a stone's throw from the hotel. Drinks ordered we sat outside and had a nice natter. We're leaving for Gothenburg at 10am as it's apparently a seven-hour drive there from Stockholm. Our trusty bus is not the quickest with the trailer attached so we need to leave in good time.
The weather has been very un-Swedish while we've been here… Wet. We set off, make good time and arrive in a damp Gothenburg just after 4pm. We are greeted by a few flights of stairs for the load-in… Groan. Luckily there are some willing burly types who are there to help with the lugging. It's a nice club but the stage is tight so we do what we did on some of the Foreigner shows last year, drums on the right, keyboards to the left and everyone else in the middle. Sounds strange but it works just fine.
The crowd are fantastic again tonight, a sea of singing, smiling faces. 45 minutes just flies by and we leave the stage to more ecstatic applause.
The load-out is a bit of a mare and it's hammering down outside but everyone mucks in and the bus is soon loaded. We can't hang around this evening as we are staying in Malmö tonight. We set off but not before we have a quick stop at Pizza Hut. With pizza aplenty we continue on our way to Malmö.
Not long into the journey we hear of the shocking news coming from Paris. We played the Bataclan Theatre with Foreigner in 2014. Our thoughts and prayers go out to the victims and their families along with the people of Paris.
The mood in the bus is a bit more subdued after the awful news. In fact I think it's time to sign off.
Peace be with you all.