Woke up at 7 am because I was going to the Essen motorshow. Had decided earlier that last nights snow and ice-storms weren't going to affect us at all. May have been somewhat wrong in this department, seeing as the 2 hour drive to Essen ended up taking us about 4 and seeing as the last 30 kms where very icy, we may have been wrong there.

Saw shitloads of cars all day, with the 3 themes:"Cars, cars and cars". (Oldtimer, new and pimped). Amazing, but after a while you get the same feeling you get after watching 10 hours of porn videos (sensory overload). Not that I've ever watched 10 hours of porn, obviously. Eventually left home dead tired from stumbling through all the halls all day.

Went out for drinks with all the usuals at night and was supposed to hit the clubs afterwards. Decided after spending 45 minutes in a queue that

1. I was still dead tired from the night before.
2. I'm not cool enough to spend 45 minutes in a queue
3. That nobody in his right mind queues for more than 10 minutes when there's loads of other clubs around you can step into without problems.
4. No matter what Nicktor tells me, I'm not going to wait for another 20 minutes, screw you people, I'm going home.

Then missed the night-bus and found out that it's a 45 minute walk from the Rotterdam city centre to my place. Useful information! Bed, bye!

Oh, more news about my door, I knocked on some neighbour's doors at night (before going out to Rotterdam) and the neighbour nextdoor heard them replace a lock (they first knocked on her door), because she doesn't speak Dutch (her husband told me), she was afraid to open it though.