Where will we be?

Where will we be tomorrow? I am listening to our directors voice in the kitchen. We are back in Wien, after a day in Bratislava. We got good footage, especially from an old ma. He could close our movie with his words. But how will we close? We will split up the day after tomorrow, and what will happen then? Will this trip have done something with us, something innovative? I know it has, to all of us. Our time with each other, with the movie, with the people we met, was extremely valuable. "When we get out of the truck in Rotterdam, tuesday night..." are the words that I am hearing Alex uttering now. "A last mission..." Joris says.