Long time no blog
In this long-overdue blog, I'll list my 5 greatest highlights of the past 3 months:
Watching The Dears on-stage with James, Mikey and friend in Toronto. Oh Bijou! warmed up the audience perfectly, and The Dears rocked us and awed us.
The visit to the top of Table Mountain - a cloudless day turned into a spectacular display of "The Tablecloth" flowing over the top of the mountain, which we watched from above. It is a spectacular site, which may be unique to Capetown. After a change of wind direction and force, The Tablecloth started flowing over us, which darkened the whole area and got me thinking 'so this is what walking through the clouds is like.' The wind picked up further, and suddenly an air-raid type siren started up. It got louder and got louder still and people were frozen or ducking for cover. It got louder and then got louder still, and I was just about to put my hands to my ears when it stopped, and an announcement ordered everyone to the cable car and down the mountain, due to high wind. We jumped in the car and went to the top of Signal Hill to watch the sunset and spot the McNaught Comet.
A wild, trumpeting elephant shaking it's head and trunk to scare us off at Kruger National Park. She was protecting a young calf, and didn't appreciate us hanging around so close. Better than a fun-park!
The Annual Andy Kaufman Award Competition at Carolines in New York City. Surreal, abstract and bizarre stuff by talented young comics.
Alcohol-assisted sing-along at the O'Farrells in Dublin, St Stephen's day (which is Boxing Day to most of us) Tony O'Farrell on keyboard (Liam says 'O-oh') joined by the choir of boozy bleaters, all of us. Bohemian Rapsody must have been heard in Belfast.
The 4 greatest lowlights
Slipping down Steve's staircase, bruising the buggery out of most of my toes and, I strongly suspect, straining the ligaments in two. Turned me into a slow-walker for a week.
Flight cancellation at Einhoven airport due to fog. Probably enough said about that already.
Finding we'd left the power adapter for our laptop in another country. Quite hard to come by quickly, the ones for a Sony Viao anyway... Battery's dead now, and I'll have to find another in Melbourne.
Some Kiwi idiot at the reception of The Mount Royale in NYC, complaining that the hostel does not have a fax machine. She was ignorant, racist and embarrassing. I guess I'm scraping the bottom of the barrel for lowlights, but they just don't spring to mind.
Watching The Dears on-stage with James, Mikey and friend in Toronto. Oh Bijou! warmed up the audience perfectly, and The Dears rocked us and awed us.
The visit to the top of Table Mountain - a cloudless day turned into a spectacular display of "The Tablecloth" flowing over the top of the mountain, which we watched from above. It is a spectacular site, which may be unique to Capetown. After a change of wind direction and force, The Tablecloth started flowing over us, which darkened the whole area and got me thinking 'so this is what walking through the clouds is like.' The wind picked up further, and suddenly an air-raid type siren started up. It got louder and got louder still and people were frozen or ducking for cover. It got louder and then got louder still, and I was just about to put my hands to my ears when it stopped, and an announcement ordered everyone to the cable car and down the mountain, due to high wind. We jumped in the car and went to the top of Signal Hill to watch the sunset and spot the McNaught Comet.
A wild, trumpeting elephant shaking it's head and trunk to scare us off at Kruger National Park. She was protecting a young calf, and didn't appreciate us hanging around so close. Better than a fun-park!
The Annual Andy Kaufman Award Competition at Carolines in New York City. Surreal, abstract and bizarre stuff by talented young comics.
Alcohol-assisted sing-along at the O'Farrells in Dublin, St Stephen's day (which is Boxing Day to most of us) Tony O'Farrell on keyboard (Liam says 'O-oh') joined by the choir of boozy bleaters, all of us. Bohemian Rapsody must have been heard in Belfast.
The 4 greatest lowlights
Slipping down Steve's staircase, bruising the buggery out of most of my toes and, I strongly suspect, straining the ligaments in two. Turned me into a slow-walker for a week.
Flight cancellation at Einhoven airport due to fog. Probably enough said about that already.
Finding we'd left the power adapter for our laptop in another country. Quite hard to come by quickly, the ones for a Sony Viao anyway... Battery's dead now, and I'll have to find another in Melbourne.
Some Kiwi idiot at the reception of The Mount Royale in NYC, complaining that the hostel does not have a fax machine. She was ignorant, racist and embarrassing. I guess I'm scraping the bottom of the barrel for lowlights, but they just don't spring to mind.
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