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Trevor and I on the plane to Manhattan. He slept. I didn’t. You can’t see my Springsteen tour t-shirt in this photo. Brooooce.

Dear blog,

Yesterday was a bit of a non-day. Up at 6.00am, pack, have a breakfast, check out of the hotel, meet up with Trevor, get on the shuttle to the airport (which was a mixed success), then on to the plane. Trevor tried to get us better seats, which didn’t quite work out for me, but would have been great if I lost a few kilos. A bit uncomfortable otherwise. I whiled away the six hour flight – American Airlines, btw, remains a fairly ‘orrible airline and is back on my ‘avoid if possible’ list – while Trevor slept.  A highlight was getting to talk with Mike, an event producer who was sitting behind me on the flight.  He’s producing live events all over, and had all kinds of music gossip and chitchat. We touched down half an hour late, then took forever to get into town by shuttle. I spent about an hour chatting with a fellow Aussie about cricket and such, which was nice, and then got to the hotel

Blog, I know you know me fairly well, and that I’ve lost my love of travel a little, but the hotel is very budget oriented and my room is so small I can’t leave my suitcase open, and there’s really nowhere much to put it (it currently sits on top of the tv), and that made me a little unhappy. However, Deb Biancotti is staying at the same hotel. We met up and went for a walk in the drizzly Manhattan night. We found a great Korean BBQ place around the block, grabbed dinner, and exchanged sardonic barbs for a while. It was fun

Today is breakfast with Garth, Books of Wonder, and dinner. I’ll keep you up to date…