рассказ от НБ: девочки, Сашик в ресторане заплатил за них!!! ААААА))) прям как у меня в расскзе)))  I have been to six concerts with the fiddler now - the Opera, Akershus, Sentrum scene, Trinity church, Sørum and now Prague. Each concert has been different from the other, not two are the same. The songs might be the same, but the audience and the circumstances has been different each time.The day before the concert at Sørum we got the message about the concert in Prague. It can't be true, we all thought - three weeks is too short a time!But it was true. The whole story started in Berlin, continued at Sørum and ended up with a climax in Prague. A TRUE climax - rather close to a physical one! Or let me tell the story we composed by the help of the drink menue in the bar next door to the hostel: First we are going to have a White Russian, then go Bananas before we have Sex on the beach and end up in an Orgasm....Thursday: I wanted to go shopping. Some of the others had other things to do. We were waiting. But after a few hours we were all hungry and headed for lunch at a czech restaurant in the middle of the city, not far from the hostel. We settled down and ordered. Right after that a familiar guy entered the restaurant, accompanied by Maria, one of the fiddler girls. One or more of us had had a card up her sleeve I suppose..... The smurf was hungry, and greeted us all - then he agreed to have the main course at one table and the dessert at the other - we were so many that not all of us could sit at the same table. Therefore I can't tell you what they were discussing there, but the incident I will never forget is when Lene took the situation in her own hands. She picked up her mobile phone and asked Alex nicely if he could have a chat with Hege, who desperately wanted to be there, and even had her birthday? - Of course he could! I dont remember what he said, but he chatted quite a while, and we all sang Happy birthday so she could hear the whole choir! (She bonked...)He almost forgot about changing tables for the dessert, but we helped him to remember. So he took his coffee and icecream with him, and squeezed himself down between me and one of the prettier facebookies. He was so relaxed, so charming, so sharing... He talked with us like we were old friends, smiled, chatted about everything. I didn't ask him about anything I think, I had more than enough by just watching him smile, see his beautiful eyes and his famous smile so close to me - feel the warmth of his body... When he was about to leave I just HAD TO - I reached my arms for him and got the best ever hug in return - warm, friendly, just the right length... Having lunch with him was simply a memorable experience. He might be a big flirt. But he is a very nice flirt. Just HOW nice he is was discovered when the lunch was over. The fiddler left some minutes before us - he had things to do before the concert - and we were rummaging for bags and purses to pay our bills. Then the waiter told us that "the young man who just left has payed the bill".!!!We were baffled! Of course we know from a couple of interviews that he often pays the bill for friends when he goes out, we could't imagine it would happen to us! It really feels like we are his friends now - more than just fans. We mean something to him. Talking so freely, laughing and being so relaxed - oh... I think we all bonked...The mood of the group didn't exacly diminish by this gesture! He told us that he really looked forwards to the concert, and he seemed genuinely happy. Then we went to the concert hall to stand in line. We sang, we laughed and time passed quickly. The concert is well documented by videos, so all I can say is that this was the best gig EVER!!!!!! The fiddler was radiant, sparkling, we were cheering, screaming, loving him - and for almost 90 minutes we all loooooved him to pieces - we were like butter in his hands, he played on us like he played on his violin, and he clearly had a great time. Afterwards I just had to have a beer. I saw the guys in the band, and Ulf Arne and Anders who were joining us for a while. I chatted with them all, thanked them for all the great concerts I had been to and let them know that it wouldnt be the same without them! (I had to buy Anders a beer - he looked so thirsty...)Alex was signing and signing - the queue was long as usual. We were hoping for him to join us, but I suppose he was a bit too tired. To summarize the whole two days all I can say is *bonk* *bonk* *bonk* *bonk* *bonk* *bonk* -------------I have never been so happy or so "high" in my life, and I must admit I got a bit tipsy from the good beer, the merriment and the whole shebang.I must go back to Prague one day - fiddler or no fiddler. But the Prague gang has proven that making a wish come true sometimes happen. Miracles do happen! 2 ч. назад · Пожаловаться