Just as we begin to wonder what the night holds for us, our new passenger passes a tape from the back seat to the front. The time-worn cover can only be kept from breaking apart and spreading all over the car with a high level of dexterity. Our driver slides the shiny translucent cassette into the deck that looks like a spaceship control centre and we all eagerly follow the rattling silence. With the first kick our spacecraft takes off and 4 hours later I find myself on a dancefloor with the desire to repeat this journey as soon as possible.