Tour Diary South America 1 - Getting There

Hi guys!

Here’s the first entry of my little tour diary to keep you in the loop of my adventures during the South American tour together with Danny Cavanagh.

The tricky part is to actually get there. My travels came to a halt when my plane from Amsterdam to Madrid was heavily delayed and so I had to wait 24 hours to hop on the next flight to Santiago. Luckily the first show is on Sunday so I have some time. And luckily nr.2, they put me in a 5 star hotel so I slept like a baby, had a really loooong breakfast among the businessmen and rich ladies with little tiny dogs, then slept like a baby again, took a bath, went for a walk, did some emailing/Twittering/chatting/calling and then I took a taxi over here, to the airport. I am waaay too early but I am not taking any risks as I want to make sure to resume my travels to beautiful Santiago.

I like taxi rides. In Amsterdam I drove with a Pakistani who sang to me in his language about love, beauty and flowers and urged me to send him one of my albums if he gave me a discount. And today my taxi guy gave me Spanish lessons and we talked about music. His mother was a singer in her days, tango’s and such. I downloaded a Spanish language app on my iPhone and showed him, so I told him to turn down the airco, he said it wasn’t on, I said it was a joke. Then I said in Spanish; please drive faster. It was a joke again because he was already speeding like a mad man. And then he stept on it even more. Good Lord, people didn’t see us driving by, they saw merely a flash of light. Oh well I arrived safe and sound and I will patiently await my time to leave lovely Madrid again.

Love and love, An