Satasoitto festival is not your ordinary festival. It is arranged by a group of warm, fun people, and the concerts were full. 

Maybe that’s why we got emotional while playing the last tune of the tour. Oh what a ride it has been!

But our ride home started in an ordinary way. First sunshine then rain. And we mean cold autumn rain that makes your fingers numb. We evacuated ourselves to Scandic Hotel Forssa.

This is not a special place to celebrate the last night of the tour. Not that we could. We are worn out by the kilometres and concerts and nights away from home. We are running on empty. But still smiling.