• Nina Cornelia Schilp

Heilung/Eivør EU 2025 prt2

A 15-day adventure by Nina Cornelia Read more
  • Trip start
    April 14, 2025

    Travel day to London

    April 14 in England ⋅ ☁️ 15 °C

    Today I traveled to London to start the second leg of the Europe tour.

    My flight was in the early afternoon, so I left around 9:30 by train to Schiphol. Luckily, I got to see Michael, who came back late last night from a bachelor weekend. We managed to spend at least one evening together before I head off for another two weeks.

    The train was super crowded, and I tried wearing my compression socks for my foot injury — but sadly, they just made the pain worse.

    At the airport, everything went pretty smoothly thanks to my flight status. Since I was flying to the UK, I had to go through the passport check side. I grabbed a really nice asparagus pasta in the lounge before boarding.

    The flight to London was short — just about an hour. We had a bit of a delay disembarking, though, because someone got arrested on the plane.

    I took the metro to Brixton and checked into the hotel, where I bumped into Maria. We made dinner plans for around six. I headed out to find some new underwear at M&S, but ended up shopping at TK Maxx instead (classic).

    Maria and I had dinner at a lovely ramen place. We got into one of our deep, interesting conversations — like we often do — and it felt so good to be on the same wavelength tonight. Afterwards, we ended up in M&S Foodhall buying cake and cookies. We said our goodbyes and both took cozy solo baths in our rooms. I squeezed in a bit of rehearsal time and called Michael before heading to bed.
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  • Showday: London Brixton Academy

    April 15 in England ⋅ ☁️ 15 °C

    The alarm went off around 7:30—eight solid hours of sleep, which felt like a good start to a touring day. Breakfast at the hotel was the usual English style, nothing fancy but decent enough.

    Then came the first hit of chaos: we found out our merch truck was stuck at the Calais border. Not exactly the start we hoped for. Everyone was stressed, and we couldn't get in touch with the truck or the transport company.

    So, we waited… and waited. Slowly, bits of information started coming in. Turns out our bus driver had never done this border crossing before and only speaks German, which didn’t help. He got released late and still had to take the ferry, so we were looking at a late-afternoon arrival at best.

    Warrior training was a bit messy, too. New warriors joined, and I had a different position, which led to a few mistakes. But we rolled with it.

    Thankfully, catering came through—absolutely amazing food. And somehow, everything ended up working out. The merch actually arrived during the Eivør show, and Gerrity and Yuri, along with the local crew, managed to pull out quite a lot in time. Days like that make me feel a bit shitty doing the double job—I wasn't around for the most stressful moments, and that sits heavy sometimes.

    The show itself went well, despite my leg injuries. Taping and compression socks did their thing, though my feet were in pain afterward. I cooled them down as best I could.

    Afterward, I helped load the truck and then headed to our only afterparty—at a bar called Brixton Jamm. It was a closed event, just for our guests, which made it extra special. We had a blast, especially when Mikael started DJing. I danced while seated to avoid overusing my feet. Finally made it to bed around 4:30, just before the buses were due to leave.
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  • Travelday to Dublin

    April 16 in Wales ⋅ ☁️ 10 °C

    Today we traveled to Dublin. We left around 4 in the morning, so I managed to get some good sleep on the bus. Our ferry was scheduled for around 4 in the afternoon.

    It took a while before we crossed the border—some suitcases had to be checked, and a few of us, including me, were body searched.

    As soon as we boarded the ferry, my travel pills kicked in. I went straight to the reception and booked myself a cabin for £20. And honestly, it was worth every penny. I had a beautiful view, a comfy bed, slept for about 2.5 hours, and even got a shower in. Having that quiet alone time during a busy tour felt like a little luxury.

    We arrived in Dublin pretty late. I went out with Obban and Ruben for some burgers, then headed to bed early.
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  • Showday Dublin 3Arena

    April 17 in Ireland ⋅ ☁️ 13 °C

    We started around 9 with the merch team and kicked off the day with a classic English breakfast.

    It was a pretty chill merchandise day for us. The merch had been shipped in from France, already pre-sorted and counted, so all we had to do was locate everything and make sure the local crew was set and ready to go.

    That left me with a bit of extra time, so I started doing hair earlier than usual and got to really enjoy the catering—honestly, the best one we’ve had on the tour so far.

    During warrior training, we focused on Tenet. I got a bit grumpy—probably hormonal. We learned a new prayer for the goddess, and the amulet chose me to embody her on stage tonight. It felt fitting, since my period is about to start—there’s probably no stronger symbol of femininity than that.

    I started collecting greens for the crown and began working on it, only to realize (a little too late) that it was crawling with bugs. I’d already had it in my hands, and soon the dressing room was full of them.

    I ran out to search for new greens, which turned out to be surprisingly difficult in Dublin—it’s not the greenest city, apparently, and I assume every leaf is already claimed by a bug. Still, I managed to find some wild bits and put together a crown for tonight.

    Dinner catering was incredible again, and the ritual felt especially strong. Since I was up on the riser for two songs, my feet didn’t hurt as much either.

    And then, right during the show, the moment I had the goddess amulet on, I started getting cramps and actually began bleeding. The effect was immediate and powerful. It's wild how real this ritual energy gets—like the body just knows.

    We wrapped the night with an easy merch load-out and a drink on the bus.
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  • Travelday to Edinburgh

    April 18 in Scotland ⋅ 🌬 10 °C

    Not much to say just a long, long travel day with a delayed ferry ride. We waited around at the port, and I hung out with Team Eivør. Treated myself to a fancy seat on the ferry to relax a bit. Had some classic gas station food and finally arrived late at the hotel for a short night. At least I’ve got a comfy room to myself.Read more

  • Showday Edinburgh

    April 19 in Scotland ⋅ ☁️ 10 °C

    We woke up early since our hotel pickup was scheduled for around 7:30 AM. Today was the day we had to sell ourselves as the merch team or at least Gerrity and Yuri did because I'm still juggling two roles on this tour.

    We knew the day would be challenging, though we weren’t quite prepared for how much. Our merch truck couldn’t be moved in until two massive trucks carrying all the stage equipment—lights, sound gear, rigging, subs, and even trees—were unloaded. That took a while. Once we finally got access, we realized all of Eivør’s merchandise was also in our truck since it wasn’t heading to Dublin either. Thankfully, Andy and Egil were there early to move her stuff back to their van.

    Gerrity and Yuri jumped into pulling stock while I worked on a plan for our setup in the tiny space we were given—just 2.5 meters instead of our usual 6. Tight squeeze. But I love having to get creative with the merch booth. With only our grid walls, I managed to make it work and even carved out a bit of extra storage space for the guys.

    Since we needed some cash flow, I ran to the bank and took an extra 20 minutes to catch a quick glimpse of this beautiful town. Even squeezed in some gift shopping!

    At 1:30, I had warrior training, followed by soundcheck. After that, I finished the merch setup and went for a short walk to gather branches and flowers for a new goddess crown

    The ritual itself was incredible. I made just one mistake got distracted by the crowd. And I may have jumped a little too enthusiastically... ended up needing to ice my feet. Quick shower, then back to the merch booth where the guys were still selling, so I joined in to help.

    Breakdown was delayed again due to truck parking logistics, but I had our part packed in 40 minutes and helped the team count and load the truck. We wrapped everything by 1:30 AM, absolutely wiped.

    The rest of the crew wanted to hit a bar, but I had zero energy left. Instead, they brought the party to the bus so I could chill and still be part of it. Had a cozy late-night snack session with Mira in the upstairs lounge. By around 3 AM, it was finally bedtime.
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  • Offday in Manchester

    April 20 in England ⋅ ☀️ 17 °C

    We woke up in Manchester to actual sunshine, which felt like a small miracle. The light was golden, warm enough that we could sit outside the buses with our coffees, just watching the city wake up. It felt slow and calm—exactly what I needed. Everyone seemed to be in the same boat: tired bodies, no rush, just soaking in a quiet morning.

    Our hotel rooms weren’t ready yet and were a 20-minute walk away, and the city center was even farther—about half an hour. It was also Easter Sunday, so everything had that slightly hushed, closed-up vibe.

    A bunch of us decided to walk to the hotel anyway, mostly for access to proper toilets, some decent WiFi, and better food than the random leftovers we had stashed on the bus. Honestly, I just wanted somewhere still and slightly normal for a bit.

    I ended up ordering the club sandwich from the hotel and started writing postcards. Then Annicke and I had the same thought at the same time: thrifting. I hadn’t had any time for it yet. We wandered into this amazing little kilo sale, and I found a vintage silk bomber jacket for only 8 pounds. Total win.

    On the walk back, we stumbled across a cute food court called Mala. We didn’t stop for long, just enough to feel like we’d found a small local secret. She eent back later.

    Back at the hotel, I found out some of the crew was going to a fancy steakhouse with Team Eivør. Of course I wanted in, and thankfully, they made room for me.

    Dinner was such a highlight—Eivør and I shared two different steaks and a few sides, and Chris picked out an incredible wine selection. There was a lot of wine. So many laughs, stories, and that lovely glow you only get after good food and good company. Afterward, we grabbed one cocktail, and then Nick, Finn, Kim, and I decided to head back “early.” Early in tour time, anyway—we had a show the next day and an early call.

    Tired but full in every way that matters.
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  • Showday Manchester Apollo

    April 21 in England ⋅ 🌧 12 °C

    Since we were already parked right next to the venue, the day started off pretty easy. It was another day of concession sales, so I gave myself permission to sleep in a little longer.

    The venue had a small, somewhat sad merch stall, so I gave it a makeover with our decorations before the venue staff arrived. It needed a bit of magic.

    After that, I went to warrior training. We focused on the shield wall in Urbani, practicing more than usual. It was tough on my feet, a bit uncomfortable, but we managed to tighten the formation beautifully.

    Later, I picked some lovely flowers for my goddess crown and started preparing for the show while enjoying some really good food.

    It felt almost surreal that the audience line was right next to our buses. We had to be cautious having fans that close can be intense, but it was also sweet to connect with a few kind faces before the chaos began.

    The show went smoothly... until Urbani. During the shield wall move, there’s a moment where we have to drop to one knee quickly. As I did it, I felt a sharp snap in my foot and then pain. Real pain.

    Panic hit me instantly. My body reacted before I could even think, trying to hold it together fighting off the urge to faint or throw up. I still had two songs to go, and I wasn’t sure I could make it. I signaled to Ruben that I was in trouble, unsure whether to stay or leave. But I couldn’t think clearly enough to decide, so I just let the adrenaline take over and somehow made it through.

    As soon as I got off stage, I went straight to Tess, asked for a medic, sugar, and ice. People rushed to help. I missed half the show, and while everyone was shocked, we held it together. No goddess performance for me that night.

    Afterwards, I was surrounded with help and kindness, and somehow made it back to the bus. Tomorrow in Lille, we’ll have to find a doctor and see what’s really going on with my foot.
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  • Travelday to Lille - Hospital day

    April 22 in France ⋅ ☁️ 17 °C

    I woke up late just in time for the ferry. Yesterday, Gwydeon gave me a walking branch, and honestly, it helped a lot. Walking was still painful, but that branch made it bearable.

    Ruben refused to leave my side. He stayed with me the whole ferry ride and even managed to get me a wheelchair. I don’t think I could’ve made it without him.

    Meanwhile, Chris and Martin checked with the local promoter in Lille to figure out what medical options I had. It came down to either visiting the ER at the hospital or seeing a general practitioner on show day. After discussing it with Michael too, we decided on the ER, just in case I needed a scan or an x-ray.

    Of course, the ER meant waiting. A lot of waiting.

    We arrived around 19:00. I didn’t leave until about 01:00, and I left with barely any more answers than I had going in. They did take an x-ray, which confirmed that nothing’s broken. They gave me a walking shoe to stabilize it, so at least there’s that it’s more comfortable now, at least a little.

    Still, I’ll need to have it checked again properly once we’re back in the Netherlands.

    Ruben waited the entire six hours in a separate room, since he wasn’t allowed in. Six hours. Michael helped me translate with the doctor over the phone. I hadn’t eaten dinner, so by the end I was completely drained physically, mentally, everything.

    I’ve never experienced an ER so unorganized, so incapable. It was honestly shocking.
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  • Showday Lille

    April 23 in France ⋅ ☁️ 10 °C

    I finally got a long and good sleep, waking up around noon. I made my way towards the backstage, but it turned out to be quite a search, luckily Gerrity helped me find it. By then, the trucks had arrived (way later than planned), and they could finally start setting up the merch.

    We decided not to do anything with the decorations to give me some rest — it’s a concession anyway.

    I joined warrior training because Mitchel stepped in last minute to replace me. He even came all the way from his holiday in southern Slovenia. Really amazing of him.

    The day itself was quiet, with lots of explaining to everyone understandable when you're walking around with a big medical shoe.

    During the show, I watched a bit from the front of house. It gave me goosebumps seeing the show from a different perspective. It wasn't sadness that I wasn’t part of the warriors, it felt different this time. It wasn't that it wasn't my turn; it was simply that I can't , and that hits in another way.

    After a few songs, I decided to call Bella, who's also going through a tough time at home. We gave each other some much-needed company; I really miss her a lot.

    After the show, we had a cozy little gathering in our backstage area, which had this nice communal space. Then I headed straight to the bus and straight to sleep.
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  • Travelday to Lyon - campsite party

    April 24 in France ⋅ ☁️ 15 °C

    Today I woke up just when we were supposed to take a break to go to the supermarket. We're staying at a campsite with bungalows, and there's a big birthday party planned for Jaqui, Jacob, and Mikael.

    I picked up some nice cheese, fruits, and everything needed to make filled camembert on the grill. I also stopped by the pharmacy and treated myself to a fancy new cane, the old wooden "Gandalf" stick was making everyone laugh way too much.

    I'm sharing a bungalow with Yuri, Annicke, and Gerrity. Everyone has their own room, which is really nice. The buses are also parked right here at the campsite.

    Everyone went to the party and had a great time. When I arrived, though, I got super overwhelmed. The tiredness hit me hard, that familiar feeling after touring when my battery feels completely empty with some fatigue ms symptoms. It already started today, now that the work pressure is off and I'm stuck dealing with my feet again.
    I had to just push through, and I ended up having lovely conversations with Martin, Ruben, Annicke, Chris, and Eivør.

    In the end, the party was amazing, so much good food and drinks and I really had a lot of fun. I just hope I didn't scare anyone with my crying.

    I went back to the bungalow early, and so did the others.
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  • Showday Lyon

    April 25 in France ⋅ ⛅ 16 °C

    We arrived at the venue early because we caught an earlier bus. I wanted to make sure I could help the guys as much as possible — after all, this was a show where we really had to sell ourselves.

    We hadn’t realised how massive the venue was or how much walking would be involved. At one point, Gerrity and Yuri ended up rolling me around in one of the cage trolleys to help me out.

    Today, I helped set up the merch stand — it was a big job, and we worked right up until the last moment. About halfway through, I could feel myself reaching my limits, but I pushed on anyway. That ended with me breaking down during dinner. I crossed my own boundaries, and I have no one but myself to blame.

    Luckily, David and Camie from the French office came by to help the team with selling, and it really paid off — we sold more than we expected.

    They also gave me and a few of the other warriors a hand with breaking down the stand afterward.

    On the way back, Jess and Test played a prank on Ead and Jacob by filling their bunks with balloons — payback for all the doodles they’d left on both buses throughout the tour. It quickly turned into more Jacob and Ead madness, and Maria even got tricked into finding all the balloons stuffed into the bathroom.

    Now it's finally time to rest and get some sleep.
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  • Travelday to Milano - Camping day

    April 26 in Italy ⋅ ☀️ 21 °C

    We arrived at another beautiful campsite, one where the bus drivers had camped many times before.

    I decided to take the day completely off: just enjoy the sun, have a lovely encounter with a beautiful squirrel, and spend a few hours chatting with Bella on the phone.

    In the evening, Chloe arrived, and Annicke, Yuri, and I had pizza together.

    It was a very relaxing and much-needed good day!
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  • Showday Milano

    April 27 in Italy ⋅ ☁️ 20 °C

    Today was set to be a challenging day for merchandise — not because of selling, but because it’s the end of the tour and there hadn’t been much proper planning around what to do with all the leftover merch.

    Over the past few days, I tried to bring some organisation into it, since Chris had recently given me this new role. But because everything was so last minute, most of the real planning had to happen today.

    We had the most crazy and inconvenient backstage ever, but what to expect we are ins Italy.

    I also got the opportunity to go back on stage! The group really wanted to showcase the "wounded warrior" image. I'm walking better now and feeling less pain. I only joined for a few selected songs, and I had the freedom to decide at any moment if I wanted to step out — everyone made sure there was no pressure on me.

    As warriors, we also joined Eivør on stage. That was super fun and also special to end years of touring together this way.

    Kai created a beautiful piece of robe work for my leg to both support it and enhance the wounded warrior look. I absolutely loved it — especially during "Hammer Hippyer," where I mostly twerked and got to be more present and expressive in a different way than usual. It was a lot of fun!

    After the show came the stressful merch packing. Thankfully, everyone pitched in, but it was still hectic and uncertain. Gerrity and Yuri hadn’t been able to start packing the 130 boxes earlier because the truck wasn’t accessible, so everything had to be rushed before bus call.

    And of course, with the tour ending, it was time to say goodbye to everyone.
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  • Travelday back home

    April 28 in Germany ⋅ ☀️ 20 °C

    Last night, the German, Swedish, and Dutch delegations left by bus for one final journey to Munich Airport.

    We arrived around 11 PM, which meant more goodbyes and a long walk through that strange airport. Since we were flying with KLM, I was able to bring one guest into the lounge, so Ruben joined me for a relaxing hour of waiting.

    The flight itself was smooth. I was able to switch seats, which gave me room to stretch my leg.

    I traveled with Ruben and Chloé until Amersfoort. In Apeldoorn, my stepdad picked me up.

    When I got home, my mom was there too, she’d been cat-sitting while Michael was away traveling. It was so nice to be back with my kitty babies, enjoy my mom’s good food, and come home to a clean house.

    Definitely looking forward to going to bed early tonight. Tomorrow at 8 am MRI in the hospital and doctors appointment for my feet.
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    Trip end
    April 28, 2025