How about a nice cup of Shut The Fuck Up?

I'm back from Tour.

It was the best Tour ever, and the best week of my life.

I miss Rachael and Sarah already :(

I shall perhaps update fully about it one day, however for the present my tiredness is taking over my entire body. Even on the journey home after the Last-Night-of-Tour-Party and sleeping on the floor of the coach I did some incredibly spackierish things, such as walking head-first into a 5 foot bright red bull. Which you really couldn't miss.

I have 70 photos that need uploading, although nearly all of them are of me, Rachael, Sarah, Millsy and Will. Haha.

Main points - went to see Aida, played 3 concerts, one of which was very very good, went to Soave, Bardolino, Asiago, Venice, Verona and more places. Hotel was very nice. Food was very very nice; I think I have put on weight this Tour rather than the stone and a half I lost last year.

Venice was beautiful as always but had a massive thunderstorm which was cool but quite terrifying as we headed out to sea while the lightning struck really near us. "Worse things happen at sea" I said, before Rachael added, "but then again... we are at sea!"
We almost got caught in Mark & Mietek's room a couple of times, and the crazy discos that happened nearly every night were funny when you took the piss out of them, with townie moves and me and Tim and our romantic Rumba.

There are millions of Tour Quotes I could add, such as 'Surprise!' and 'They should be more considerate' but none of them are very funny to anyone except the people on Tour, so you are spared.

I've tried reading my flist as far as I can, but it is rather difficult. I may catch up in time.


Off to Greece tomorrow! So, that is it for another two weeks.

Sinéad