This is the last post of the European Tour!
What a momentous occasion. I am in Athens, Greece, not GA. Wow, what a different world! How historic! Let me just describe HOW we got here! Since the Greek airlines are having a strike, all our tickets were returned about 2 days ago, while we were in London. Frantic to get us to Greece for this festival we are playing in a few hours, our tour managers booked us on a charter flight. Oh you cannot imagine. It was like the movies.
Well, let me say that we had a lobby call yesterday morning at 5:30 AM which meant we had to be packed and functioning by that time. Well, most of us did not actually go to bed the night before because we had just finished a festival, our friends were all hanging out, and it was a beautiful night not to be wasted. SO, having gotten 30 minutes of sleep, I was awakened by Ali at 10 till 5:00. We were not functioning very well at all, and were driven to the private section of London’s Luton Airport. We sat in a nice waiting room - more like we lay around (floor, sofas, chairs) sipping tea and coffee while two attractive women checked our passports, and ran our bags through a security check. We were ushered through the back door, and there was the plane. This glistening gold and white shiny streak of mechanical perfection waited for us.
The captain smiled as we walked up the stairway. Inside was all leather, all beautiful, captain chairs, lazy-boy style, a table with a few more of these lush chairs, and a back lounge with two more of these chairs and a sofa. All in leather, and that shiny wood that’s inside of nice limousines. It was breathtaking.
Oh, and the bathroom! It was like the master suite! Carpeted floors and all the bathroom items you could imagine, and a very comfortable toilet! I will try to enclose pictures, but they don’t come close to accurately depicting the moment. We took off, no problems, and the flight attendant served us a delightful breakfast. I closed me eyes and when I opened them I felt the wheels gently graze the ground. We were there. A 3.5 hr flight was nothing more than 15 minutes to me. Oh, and it was ALL because of the comfort of these chairs - and I didn’t even have mine reclined!!!! Ahh. We all agreed that we could easily get used to that, but then Moby explained the flight price difference. For all of us to travel on regular airlines it’s maybe $2000 or $3000, but to charter a plane it’s $45,000. Ahh. But, lucky for Moby we were sharing this plane with Duran Duran (they are apparently in Greece and had chartered this plane to leave), so I think he got a bargain deal. Oh, and inside the plane there was this guestbook. People like Ozzie Osbourne, Tony Blair, Justin Timberlake, Ben Stiller, had signed (to name a few). Oh wow.
Now I am in Greece, and slept many hours last night after having dinner with Mo and the gang at the foot of the Acropolis. Oh breathtaking! We walked up after dinner to get a closer look through winding stone footpaths of stairs. It was beautiful. We got back to the hotel and sat up on the rooftop deck with views of the Acropolis and other historic hills. After about 30 minutes we had the pleasure of seeing the moon rise over one of the mountains. It was full when we played Versailles, so last night it was waning, but giant and breathtaking!
I just finished a bath in a Jacuzzi style tub, and this thing is a brilliant machine. (Parents, I am seriously considering getting one for you to install in the upstairs bathroom!) It is made like a bathtub, with all the jets for the bubbles. There is a neck pillow, a shelf to rest your toes while the jets massage the bottoms of your feet, two shooting water into your hips, and one just under your neck. Ohhhh the beauty, THEN, there is a door halfway through the tub to close off the shower! Which is installed near your left knee, if you picture yourself lying down in the tub. Well, I was shaving my legs, with the jets on of course, and the soap I used was apparently really foamy. After about 5 minutes, to my shock, there were bubbles EVERYWHERE! They were more than a foot thick near my stomach, and had started climbing up the wall above my feet. I am talking A LOT of bubbles! So many that I got afraid that they might soon get out of control and start taking over the bathroom! I ran to grab my camera, of course, and so many bubbles were on me that they tracked all over the bathroom and the bedroom of this hotel! I had to let the water out, and decided on showering the rest of the way. I tried to turn on the shower and as I was pulling out the thing that makes the water go from the tub faucet to the shower faucet, I was slapped in the face by sharp shooting water. The shower ALSO HAD jets that shot at your body all up and down! But these felt more like sea nettles for the sting of their thin spray. I figured out how to turn them off, and managed to wash the conditioner out of my hair with the normal overhead shower. Ahhh, what fun!
Next I will try out the rooftop pool! But I just got the call to be in the lobby in 20 minutes. AH! Bye!
Love!
Luci
Well, let me say that we had a lobby call yesterday morning at 5:30 AM which meant we had to be packed and functioning by that time. Well, most of us did not actually go to bed the night before because we had just finished a festival, our friends were all hanging out, and it was a beautiful night not to be wasted. SO, having gotten 30 minutes of sleep, I was awakened by Ali at 10 till 5:00. We were not functioning very well at all, and were driven to the private section of London’s Luton Airport. We sat in a nice waiting room - more like we lay around (floor, sofas, chairs) sipping tea and coffee while two attractive women checked our passports, and ran our bags through a security check. We were ushered through the back door, and there was the plane. This glistening gold and white shiny streak of mechanical perfection waited for us.
The captain smiled as we walked up the stairway. Inside was all leather, all beautiful, captain chairs, lazy-boy style, a table with a few more of these lush chairs, and a back lounge with two more of these chairs and a sofa. All in leather, and that shiny wood that’s inside of nice limousines. It was breathtaking.
Oh, and the bathroom! It was like the master suite! Carpeted floors and all the bathroom items you could imagine, and a very comfortable toilet! I will try to enclose pictures, but they don’t come close to accurately depicting the moment. We took off, no problems, and the flight attendant served us a delightful breakfast. I closed me eyes and when I opened them I felt the wheels gently graze the ground. We were there. A 3.5 hr flight was nothing more than 15 minutes to me. Oh, and it was ALL because of the comfort of these chairs - and I didn’t even have mine reclined!!!! Ahh. We all agreed that we could easily get used to that, but then Moby explained the flight price difference. For all of us to travel on regular airlines it’s maybe $2000 or $3000, but to charter a plane it’s $45,000. Ahh. But, lucky for Moby we were sharing this plane with Duran Duran (they are apparently in Greece and had chartered this plane to leave), so I think he got a bargain deal. Oh, and inside the plane there was this guestbook. People like Ozzie Osbourne, Tony Blair, Justin Timberlake, Ben Stiller, had signed (to name a few). Oh wow.
Now I am in Greece, and slept many hours last night after having dinner with Mo and the gang at the foot of the Acropolis. Oh breathtaking! We walked up after dinner to get a closer look through winding stone footpaths of stairs. It was beautiful. We got back to the hotel and sat up on the rooftop deck with views of the Acropolis and other historic hills. After about 30 minutes we had the pleasure of seeing the moon rise over one of the mountains. It was full when we played Versailles, so last night it was waning, but giant and breathtaking!
I just finished a bath in a Jacuzzi style tub, and this thing is a brilliant machine. (Parents, I am seriously considering getting one for you to install in the upstairs bathroom!) It is made like a bathtub, with all the jets for the bubbles. There is a neck pillow, a shelf to rest your toes while the jets massage the bottoms of your feet, two shooting water into your hips, and one just under your neck. Ohhhh the beauty, THEN, there is a door halfway through the tub to close off the shower! Which is installed near your left knee, if you picture yourself lying down in the tub. Well, I was shaving my legs, with the jets on of course, and the soap I used was apparently really foamy. After about 5 minutes, to my shock, there were bubbles EVERYWHERE! They were more than a foot thick near my stomach, and had started climbing up the wall above my feet. I am talking A LOT of bubbles! So many that I got afraid that they might soon get out of control and start taking over the bathroom! I ran to grab my camera, of course, and so many bubbles were on me that they tracked all over the bathroom and the bedroom of this hotel! I had to let the water out, and decided on showering the rest of the way. I tried to turn on the shower and as I was pulling out the thing that makes the water go from the tub faucet to the shower faucet, I was slapped in the face by sharp shooting water. The shower ALSO HAD jets that shot at your body all up and down! But these felt more like sea nettles for the sting of their thin spray. I figured out how to turn them off, and managed to wash the conditioner out of my hair with the normal overhead shower. Ahhh, what fun!
Next I will try out the rooftop pool! But I just got the call to be in the lobby in 20 minutes. AH! Bye!
Love!
Luci
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