Oh dear, one of those nights tonight. I'm sleeping at the owners house half an hour away by car and he can't leave until the bar closes. It's 1.30 and more people keep coming in. I could be here a while... whisky time. If I'm going to stay I might as well drink the best stuff they have.
It was another quiet show but I get paid the same regardless so I'm not complaining. Looking forward to done time off. It's been a long week.
Livorno is by the sea. Just so you know.
Another day of motion tomorrow. Up and to the car and to the train and to the plane and to the metro and to the taxi and walk to the door.