After having such a blast at the Israeli party on Saturday we needed a bit of time to cure our hangovers, so if you checked our blog for updates about the Big 5 rehearsing in the arena yesterday, you are obviously hanging out at the wrong place in cyberspace. After spending a couple of hours on styling and make-up we were ready to hit the blue carpet. When we arrived we found out that we were not supposed to walk the blue carpet ourselves, but nevermind. At least the organizers gave us a stellar slot between the two biggest TV channels in Norway, NRK and TV2, so we did not make a scene.
The blue carpet ceremony is not for the faint hearted we’ll tell you that much. Someone told us it was 350 meters long last year in Kyiv, but this is obviously no match for the Portuguese who added a whopping 500 meters on top of that. We suspect Lisbon ran out of sunscreen and bottled water, at least we did.
We managed to stick around until Norway had passed, then we had to rush off to make it in time for our dinner reservation at the swanky restaurant SeaMe where we hooked up with the fab Allt um Jurovision ladies to discuss strategies on how to take over the dominance from the fanboys in the Eurovision fan community. We popped by the bar Pensão Amor, which used to be a brothel and now has a sex shop inside it, to see if Waylon was there, before we finished off the night at Euroclub.