Time flies – It’s been a week since Day 3, and I am only on Day 1… Stupid brands and their stupid order deadlines keeping me from doing really important things like blogging (should be read with a Homer Simpson voice).

I will sum up day 1 real quick. You saw the plane ride, the mitte breakfast, the room with a view, the crap at BBB, the good people that I like to hang out with at BBB and some products. On to that evening. I mentioned Ben and his Holden. And the collaboration they are doing with Stüssy. That stuff looked good, and you will most likely find that at sneakersnstuff this fall. They had their launch in the Highsnobiety headquarters (and we say hajsnåbajity ok?) – a pretty cool spot for pretty cool dudes (and dudetts I guess).

But no peace for the wicked – we had to go to the Wood Wood fashion show. As I like to call myself a worldclass photographer when it comes to the runway, I wanted to be there in time. We were of course late, but not too late. We (as in I) are almost always late, but very rarely too late. As required I had front row seats. Well, I didn’t really require that but Wood Wood people are nice people. And they served good drinks, hence the blurry pictures… For those of you who follows this, I must say that this collection looked much better than the previous ones.

After the WW show we moved on to our hotel. Time is of essence so we figured we should just catch a quick pizza and then go to the Holden party. But Carhartt and Pointer Johan’s (aka CP Johan) Norwegian colleague Erik really wanted to go to a true-to-the bone Italian Pizza. Apparently a Pizza costs about 30-40 euros in Norway, so when in Berlin… At this point it had started to rain, but CP Erik (god bless his hart) firmly and steadily led the way to little Italy. I admit that I was a bit cranky before we got there. My Nike ACG down jacket was not really ACG, more SCG – some conditions gear. Rain was not part of what it was made for.

But Erik – if you read this. Don’t take it personal. I sometimes get cranky when I don’t get food in time and have to ”gå på tur” in the rain. And I’ll be the first one to say it: that pizza was really good. And actually totally worth it.

But just to make sure we took a cab from there. Quick stop at the Holden party – where Ben called me a little bitch for leaving him there when we moved on to the Vans party. Sorry about that Ben, it was crowded and people where smoking indoors. That is another condition my Nike All Conditions Gear Jacket can’t stand for. Smoking. And I am right behind my jacket on that one. Smoking…. what’s wrong with just drinking?

We brought the Hanon brothers with us to Vans, and also ran in to the Footish boys on the way there. From what we heard the venue took about 700 people, and Vans had given away 1700 tickets. With those numbers in mind the Toft brothers called it a day – but we got lucky. Or not really, we had the greatest hook up (cheers Jeremy) who let us in the back door (I know what you want to say here Johnny Balle). Mos Def was on stage, and Lupe Fiasco. And I think all the 700 people all tried to fit into a room for 150 peoples. So I never even bothered to try to squeeze in. Luckily Jeremy gave us access to some sort of an VIP room where you could serve your self drinks. Cheers again Jeremy. I also ran in to Per from Caliroots in there. Some of you might not know this, but Per and I (and Peter of course) all used to work at New Sports back in the day. And Per also used to work for us at Sneakersnstuff a few years back. So I was really happy to hear that he had become a dad just before Christmas. Congratulations again Per (and Linda) – kids are the true meaning of it all. And if I will remember anything from this trip a few years from now it will be Per’s excitement talking about it. I am indeed very happy for you!