04 Do You Get Paid For That?!

Finally, a British Airways direct flight where, joy of joys, you can get an excellent cup of builders’ tea. It’s half-way through the 14-hour long-haul to Buenos Aires, the lights are off, and my fellow cattle chums are attempting to sleep (bolt upright in economy). Never a possibility for me, unfortunately – apparently 2 mini bottles of red and a sleeping pill work for some; a non-active mind works for others; even the sotto voce roar of the engines…

03 I Liked Your Show, But…

Saturday 11.30am (GMT +4) en route to Mahe, Seychelles You can tell the class of a ship by the quality of its sun loungers. Not-so-posh ship: metal frames, plastic slats, dirty cushions. Posh Ship: a creation so perfect you must go through a rigorous selection procedure to be allowed access, the criteria being: …

01 Travel Day

Thursday 7.30am GMT +3; Bole International Airport, Addis Ababa, Ethiopia I’ve flown through the night and haven’t slept a wink. My hair is both greasy and static, my eyes are dry, my lungs are laboured and my bladder is full. I’m carrying 18kg of hand luggage: a rucksack containing 45 minutes’ worth of sheet music …

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