While the others got ready for our drive south to Amsterdam, CG and I went to a Bageri (bakery) and bought some croissants and other breads for breakfast. I don't know where the American version of the "danish" came from, but it's nothing like what's available in the bakeries here. We looked for coffee so CG could maintain his addiction, but he had to make do with Diet Coke. Laura came with us and...read the rest of this entry and more in adrienne's diary.

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We arrived last night in Copenhagen, after a 10 hour drive from Rotterdam. Originally, we were to have spent several days touring Germany, and I consequently attempted to learn German in my car over the past several months. Now I get to practice my German with reststop cashiers and gas salesmen. Not exactly what I had planned, but I am at least confident in my ability to indicate the number o...read the rest of this entry and more in chrisg's diary.

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Andreas gave us a set of keys to the apartment and we walked into Copenhagen around 11 a.m. under the sun and a series of fluffy white clouds, passing birds on the water and the tall buildings that face out to the streets. Tempting bakeries kept surfacing, with sweets in the windows, but we held out for a savory lunch in the shopping district, which reminded me of Union Square but much bigger, mor...read the rest of this entry and more in adrienne's diary.

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We were singled out by customs officers because of our missing front license plate. Nothing too serious. The customs officers were very tall. The busloads of retirees that had cut in front of us in the breakfast buffet caused a traffic jam but in thirty minutes we were on the highway, passing giant wind machines under the overcast skies. One question keeps posing itself: do we follow the AAA map o...read the rest of this entry and more in adrienne's diary.

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Another day sans show. We spend some time walking around Hull before catching the ferry to Rotterdam. While CW and Mai catch up on caffeine and email, I go with Dan and Adrienne to see The Deep, "the world's only submarium". It is very easy to be the "world's only" something when you make up a name for what you are, I suppose. We see a lot of interesting fish, highlights of which are a flou...read the rest of this entry and more in chrisg's diary.

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Tea, toast and eggs for breakfast courtesy of Michaela, our host in Hessle. Around 11 we drove into Hull to park the van behind the Blayde House (once home to the Blayde family, who built the Bounty, on which there was the historical mutiny in Tahiti, and in the 1980s the film starring Mel Gibson) where she works. Michaela locked up the van and did some work upstairs while we walked through the co...read the rest of this entry and more in adrienne's diary.

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Ah thank god! I'm feeling much better today. And after a shower, I'm feeling almost back to normal. We don't have a long drive in front of us today, so we have a chance to hang out drinking coffee, checking email, and trying to catch up on life outside of tour. Our short drive brings us to Kingston upon Hull, where Adrienne went to university for a year. FAFU Michaela, who lives just outsid...read the rest of this entry and more in chrisg's diary.

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After witnessing some of Sheffield's dance festival in the town centre (women wearing sleeveless saris and skirts in 40 degree weather while dancing to recorded music piped in over loudspeakers) we drove into Hessle along the Humber, the same approach the train takes into Hull from Kings Cross. Following the directions beyond The Weir, we found Michaela's house and parked in the back. The first pu...read the rest of this entry and more in adrienne's diary.

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The sun coming through the great bay window woke me up. I called Michaela at work and Elsa, one of George's housemates, opened the door to see Dan and I there, us being complete strangers, and we took her by surprise. Then CW and CG arrived, the invasion of the Americans, with Matthew. George cooked us all a wonderful English breakfast and we hung out at his house awhile, listenened to his, Jim an...read the rest of this entry and more in adrienne's diary.

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I hate being sick, especially when I can't just crawl into my bed and ignore the rest of the world for a day. Being on tour doesn't really work with sickness. After all, your living room is a tour van, and your bed consists of the various floors, cushions and couches of the kind people you meet along the way. I'm also worried about getting anyone else in the band sick, which seems inevitable ...read the rest of this entry and more in chrisg's diary.

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