Pix and Vid.

As promised, here's some pix and vids.

Last day in Norway and finally some time to

sit in my hotel room buggering aroung on the

internet. Nice.

Luanda from prop. plane.

Me an' J, ridin' the the train James Bond style.

Jeremy in front of bombed-out Nova York Social Club, Huambo.

Bombed to shit.

Jeremy with his Vietnamese boyfriends in Benguela.

Head Fuck.

Damn! The stuff we take for granted... Amsterdam was already unbelievably clean and ordered compared to the chaos of Angola in general and Luanda in particular. But I only had two daze in Amsterdoomed before I flew on to Kristiansand in Norway - a squeaky clean town of 80,000 in which the festival I'm performing in has put me up in a fancy hotel. Actually, the first real shock was Frankfurt airport, where I had a longish stop-over on my way from Luanda to Amsterdam. First off I had a good ol' bucket of German milch cafe with a fresh croissant, then got seduced by the breakfast bar with bacon and eggs. But it was the hot-running water that did the damage. I noticed that for 6 Euros you could have a hot shower and a clean fluffy towel. Having not seen hot-running water in three weeks (I'd been heating water on gas cookers and pouring it over myself with a cup) I simply couldn't resist. OK. I got greedy, and hit the tap/button for an extra minute of steaming hot clean water a couple of times too many. I then sauntered over to my gate well pleased with myself to find out the last bus out to the plane had already left - even though the plane was still on the ground there was no way to get to it. So Lufthansa ass-fucked me for another 100 Euros to buy a new ticket to Dam 2 hours later.

As good as the shower was, I ain't sure it was worth 106 Euro Scoobies. But what comes around goes around - or sumfink. Two daze later I'm at Schriphol again to catch the 9.30 flight to Kristiansand for my own gigs, to find out that the flight had been over booked. In simple terms, the mutha fuckers had sold more ticket than there were seats on the plane. So they put us on a flight 3 hours later which took us to some small Norwegian town to get a connecting flight onto Kristiansand. Pain in the ass, made slightly sweeter by the 250 Euro cash compensation.

I had planned to upload some pix and vids from the Angola trip now - but had 1st of 4 solo shows on consecutive nights tonight and am totally buggered. Bedtime for Gramps, try to upload some stuff tomorrow. In the mean time, Jeremy has done some write-ups and vid/pix uploads at http://c6angola.wordpress.com/category/travel-diary

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