I arrived at 6:15PM, the concert starting at 8:00PM. There were already quite a lot of people waiting outside the outer gate of the modern Sportaréna hall. Around 7 the outer gate opened and people starting running towards the main gates; I was one of the first. I asked the security guard where exactly is Gate S, and ran towards it, going down a long flight of stairs, arriving to the floor of the arena. The stage was exactly at the opposite side, quite some distance. I started running towards it, to be in the first line in front of the stage (standing - the chairs were to the sides and back and very far from the stage). To my right a large group of people entered from another gate and also started running in the direction of the stage. In front of me there was a group of people, some employees I assume, talking relaxedly. One girl from the group starting pacing backwards without noticing I was running in that direction. I hit her, tried to regain my balance, but after a few steps I just fell hard on my knees and hands. Of course that didn't stop me. I was aware that the other group the right was gaining distance so had to stand up, despite the pain, and run like hell towards the stage. Why am I telling all of this? Well, to tell how excited I was about the show. Mark Knopfler has been my hero since I was 17. He was why I bought my first guitar. So a bit of pain won't stop me to be just 10 feet from him. And it was worth it, of course. The show was splendid; the sound was good (and seemed to have gotten even better after the first few songs). There were no embarrassments like during the Yes show that took place at the same place 2 years before, when the synth just stopped functioning during "Awaken", making horrible static creaking sounds. I was surprised how well the newer stuff sounded live; especially Song for Johnny Liston and Donegan's Gone. Rüdiger was also great. And Telegraph Road, WOW! I used to write the lyrics on my table in high school during chemistry lessons. Ah, the memories. Everything was very professional. The show started at 8:15PM and ended at about 10:15PM (after the encores). People were still yelling "Vissza! Vissza!" (meaning "Back! Back") but to no avail. Like the previous reviewer, I was also disappointed that Mark didn't play the Going Home theme (meaning the setlist was a bit shorter than in some previous shows). Oh and by the way, Mark didn't mention anything about his special relation to Hungary (his father was born here) or try to say anything in Hungarian during the show. Not that that really matters… He did have tea! Thank you Mike for a great show! I hope you get around again soon!

Ma bilo je vrhunski!! Jedino je bale malo zajebo stvar ali sta da se radi!! Mark je kralj i to vam je tako..........

Thank You Mark for the pleasure you gave us tonight, it was really a nigh to remember. A perfect show which I won't ever forget in my life. (Though I missed Going home at the end, but nevermind,) it was just great, I'm speachless... Thank you.