The Airportline: Observations

Today is a big day for the Airportline empire. Their founder, all time pop music nerd heavy weight traveler and bike crasher, is picking up his master's degree in the picturesque red light academic pot smoking cultural center of Amsterdam. At this occasion he will be overwhelmed by academic love and maybe even eat a piece of cheese, or two. This magical celebration will then take a break before it once again bloom on Saturday night when a party will be held which is bound to include some ridiculous quotes from the Airportline founder. Most likely due to the shear excitement that friends, alcohol, and maybe a piece of cheese, or two, will bring him. The tweed pants are on, the second hand un-ironed shirt is resting on his Swedish body and the sun is greeting his face as he shortly ventures out into the world to become a master in the true sense of the word. It is a day he greats by fucking modesty and beating himself on his chest. Tomorrow he returns to the gutter with some Norway bashing, see you then!