Home Again
Oh, how I missed my computer and internet connection! And my own bed. And own shower. And cat. And...
Yes, I'm home again. And I already miss my (nearly) nightly dose of Simon, John, Nick, Andy & Roger! It is very addictive.
I do not miss having to schlep my suitcase from hotel to hotel
nor do I miss having to find my way around in a strange and crowded
city every other day, or exploring yet another breakfast buffet
searching for the butter.
I'll probably write more extensive reports over the next few days,
assuming I can get my brain back in working order (and back into
English mode instead of German mode), but for now, some numbers:
15 days
8 concerts
5,100 kilometers
5 countries
4 capital cities
1 handshake from John.
Yes, I'm home again. And I already miss my (nearly) nightly dose of Simon, John, Nick, Andy & Roger! It is very addictive.
I do not miss having to schlep my suitcase from hotel to hotel
nor do I miss having to find my way around in a strange and crowded
city every other day, or exploring yet another breakfast buffet
searching for the butter.
I'll probably write more extensive reports over the next few days,
assuming I can get my brain back in working order (and back into
English mode instead of German mode), but for now, some numbers:
15 days
8 concerts
5,100 kilometers
5 countries
4 capital cities
1 handshake from John.