Took my breakfast in Brussels on Tuesday. Had a gorgeous meal with a client in a Spanish tapasbar. Enjoyed Swedish meatballs in Malmö, waited for more than an hour in an overcrowded Danish gate in Copenhagen till it dawned SAS that they needed to look for an airplane. Am blogging in a Paris hotel now. Plans are to stay the weekend in London, before heading to Rome next week. Feeling a bit captain Kirky now. Beam me up Scotty!
