The heat just won't let go. And neither do the mosquitoes. Tom's ankles look like they're broken from the swelling. Warsaw has sick spots though and our hosts Michal Juras and Kuba know where they are. Other than that this is like Berlin during the trade show with temperatures just shy of 40 degrees. I think everyone's pretty stoked to be back at the camp by the lake away from the city again. Many thanks to Michal and Kuba for delivering us back here last night just in time for the last dance action at the outrageous village beach party that was going off as we got back. Amazing.
Tom keeping a watchful eye over the poor sweaty bastards still skating
Smithy warming up for something, I forget what. Good job I shot a sequence of it so I can consult that shit later.
This is a DIY spot right by Michal's house. You could tell by the way he skates it. Then again judging by the way he skated everything, he might as well have the whole of Warsaw for his backyard. Jerome was loving this tit for nosebonks.
This transfer backtail is insane. Take my word for it, and forget for a moment that you're looking at it on a website, where only the left overs and other useless stuff usually get buried. Michal has some lines from this place in his Miraculous part, if you want to see more. He'll be back here at the camp tomorrow, so hopefully we'll get some more stuff with him too. Then after that he'll be in the UK for a week and NYC for a month, crashing on Tombo's floor, I'd imagine. Busy young man. In closing for today's update, let us quote Jo Lorenze: "Aah, fuck this, I go to the beach now."