The third leg of the tour has started. It is a little hard. I spent almost four sedentary weeks in Iceland and I find the different tempo now difficult to deal with. But I’ll soon get used to it!
I have been strangely absent minded today. I forgot my reading glasses on the plane today. And my headphones. And something else on the hotel I spent last night in…
I hate it when I lose things. But Björk told me recently that one has to just accept it when one is touring. When you keep changing hotels you are bound to be forgetful at times.
We have now arrived in Nimes in France. The Brass Band, Mark Bell, Númi and me flew to England yesterday, spent a night there and then flew to Montpellier today. Björk had arrived a bit earlier; in fact, I haven’t seen her since the inauguration of the music club I keep mentioning!
I took a walk around the center of Nimes today. I was pleasantly surprised when I came across a Roman amphitheatre, the Arena of Nimes, which I didn’t even know existed. And was even more surprised when I saw a poster with a familiar name: BJÖRK. Under her name I could see that WE are actually playing in the Arena!
I will get to play a gladiator, it seems…
Entries (RSS)