After the best flight ever, with about 10 rows of seats each and a glass of champanski.
Got the first gig tonigt in oboken, I didn't realise we were in New York, again, made the same mistake last year when I got my boyfriend to fly to New York to then find the city ad sate were 2 very different things. A 9 hour train journey soon got him to the right place though....
Looking forward to plaing tonight, even though my brain is telling me it's 6pm already.
Over and out, x