Which Way is Up ?
Monday 26th October 2009. Los Angeles - Vancouver.
The alarm went off at 9am, I got up feeling absolutely dreadful, packed, left my bag at the door and went back to bed til 2pm. I'm really not a happy camper. I don't have much recollection of the journey to Vancouver, but clearly it happened as I'm here now. The crew end-of-tour party is tonight, but they'll have to struggle on without me. I hate to miss it, but I barely know which way is up just now.