So I'm almost ready to head to the airport and jet off for Paris. Actually, I'm ridiculously hungover and haven't started packing yet even though a car will be picking me up in an hour, but I'll work it out.
Considering the amount I paid for the tickets it would be only fair that they will have 4 Burmese virgins massaging my shoulders for the entire journey, but I'm guessing that won't be the case. Actually I'm just hoping I will really arrive in France on Christmas Eve like I'm supposed to, considering the current chaos at Heathrow, which I'm flying through. After a week of partying entirely too much, I'm in no condition to put up with that kind of nonsense.
Anyway, everyone enjoy the holidays. I will try to update a couple of times while I'm jet setting, but rest assured that there will be plenty of pictures after these two weeks, most of which will ensure that I will never have a career in politics.