Marcin looked at me with a total amusement on his face.
– Are you serious? We are going to do what today?
It was beautiful Sunday morning. We woke up well rested, after sitting with Marcin’s aunt and her son and his girlfriend the previous evening with a bottle of 12 years old Old Pulteney and spending the time on talking in three languages and slowly draining off the delicate single malt Scotch whiskey. I sighed and repeated what I said before:
– We are going to visit Folketing – the Danish Parliament.