WARSZAWA
We meet the othe Korumbà members in Warszawa at the programated time, not one minute after not one minute before. We need to eat and drink, the trip was hard and long. We are.... so tired so tired...
We park the Van in a polish state that we don´t hate. Our comunication is so dificult with the master of the park, but the victory is near, we can leave it there and meet our friend Piotr (singer of Frost Commander). We are near the concert's place, here some picks:
Here our frien and us.
Next day we make like other tourist in the world, go to see the old town of Warszawa. We meet people with who we can comunicate in spanish, from Murcia they come and take this pick of us (not ass).
In the evening we prepare all we need to play, the other three bands are there ready yet (FROST COMMANDER, POLYBUS and VILE HINT thanks to all) . The people is crazy shaking legs arms and heads, we are playing and the air is electrifiying, is going to create a shock state. We finally have to sign a mount of CD-s.
When the night arrives to Punkt-Radio Luxembourg, the vodka calls to Korumbà and the beer is going on and on, because we are celebrating the real beggining of Madarikaeurotour!!
Cheers for all!! and thanks to Piotr!!
FROM NAFARROA TO POLAND
Betheen the night of wedesney and thursday, while the 3 autovan drivers are going to Warszawa, the Nafarroa command -Igor & Blas- are on the road too, but the direction is Bilbao. There they meet wiht our friend Alba, who carries them to the airport. Thanks from here Alba! Have an big kiss from us!
We have the passports -basque citicens and legal? Incredible!- and we are going with unknown destination. We know we must go to Poland, but the autovan decides for us.
There is a town, but we don't know the name. Wew are hearing voices that says: "Drink, drink, ink, nk, beer, beeer, beeeer..." and now we are in the "Sky"..or was it the heaven?
After a dialog with the people of the pub, now we know the name of the village were we have arrived, it's "Sieburg". And they play a song of Korumbà! Very well fandango! Beer up, beer down, beer left, beer right, beer inside, beer outside (well, it comes after) we take a good moment with the parroquians but our eyes are misty and the lips are chritsmas. But we spoke wery well the euskerik.german-englishsajonian language.
The waiter, called "Christina guapa", was very nice and patient. She invited us to some "chupitos", but she declined to drink with us.
The dinner was in chinatown -or something like that-, we have a walk with our crooked legs, crossing the street making "Z" shape. The people of Siegburg was confused watchin this three guys rolling on, and on, and on...
The night is young and hungry, and she wants to eat us, but we feel like 80 years old ancient and our meat is not so delicious. The night ends within esnore and vomitory.
ON THE ROAD
Helloo , now we are BIDAI TO HELL, travel to our best tour for this year, our home do not run nothing, at 110 km/h we break the door of sound, the road it is very heavy, normally all day it is raining but our dreams are here, we are happy, very very happy, during writte this letters we are thinking about our family, our friends, our girlfriends and our band, KORUMBA!, because the music its the milk, the music open your mind, you know another people, another bands, another citys. now we are breaking our limits, breaking the limits of our languaje, limits of our country!! we are traveling around the world in our movil home, who it is our home during this special travel!!!! kisses for our fan, family, girlfriend, soon, manager, dog, cat, bird, flowers, boss, and for our EGG!!!!!!!!!!!
We want you to see, what is going to be our home in this trip. This four wheels house has all we need, kitchen, dinning room, bathroom, bedrooms,...
BEGGINING
Here we go, it's all OK or maybe not. We don't know Polish, we don't know Russian, we only know nothing. Our English is filthy, and the GPS is crazy.
Our plan is enter Belarus beyond Brest, play some songs and in peace rest. Warszawa, Minsk, Rechitsa and Brest, four days four gigs (I really don't know what “gig” means, but it doesen't matter). We're going to be able to return with our physical and psychic faculties intact? (this phrase is a big shit)
If you are able to understand this, you are going to receive a CIBORIUM OF OXTIAS.
