Change of car and a visit to Monaco

On Friday, Göran flew home. Since we had strange noises in our Fiat Panda that we rented, I drove him to Nice airport. We drove early in the morning in the dark and torrential rain with wiper blades just hacking back and forth. Fortunately, there are a lot of tunnels on the way. Once there, I could easily change the car and got a much better one.

On the way back, I had the opportunity to visit Fabian Edelstam, who had had a vernissage the night before in Monaco. What I was not prepared for was that it is an incredibly long serpentine journey down to the little kingdom of the Monegasques. There was a short meeting with a coffee in his hotel room with a view of the biggest yachts I have seen in a long time - if ever.

In the afternoon I played the song I always play when I'm alone and newly moved into a house. There have been several such occasions over the years.

You might find yourself in a beautiful house, with a beautiful wife. And you may ask yourself – Well, how did I get here.

Here is the live version from Jonathan Demme's concert film Stop Making Sense.

During the day I checked the account several times but the money had not yet arrived. Checked with the bank in Sweden who said it takes 2-3 days and that the money probably won't show up until late this afternoon. Unfortunately, that was not the case.