Bisy, Bakson

[liadnan]

I shall shortly begin my usual headless chicken packing as I am off to the Aegean in quest of the end of the summer at an ungodly hour on Monday morning, via party chez Steph and Rob's tomorrow and then, once again, dozing in Gatwick until the flight is called. In about 40 hours I hope to be here. Expect me when you see me. It's a hard and bitter quest I embark upon but I had a vision you see.

Hmm, 20 to midnight and nothing whatsoever is packed. Maybe not such a bright idea to go to the proms tonight, but I hadn't been all week, not since Gergeyev and the LSO's stunning Tchaikovsky 6 etc - a friend claimed that was possibly the best concert he had ever heard, since he has been spending a significant proportion of his disposable income on concerts and recordings since 1971 and is not particularly given to hyperbole this was significant praise. Tonight sadly a long way from that, though passable.

Comments

[deililly.livejournal.com]

I think packing at the last minute actually is quite sensible. Throwing your stuff in a bag and just going sounds great. Though admittedly I never quite manage that. The whole female thing mixed with my ditz renders me an indecisive wreck about what I am taking and I wind up spending about a week packing and repacking!

Have a good trip doll :)

[fairymelusine.livejournal.com]

Ah, the annual wash of jealousy over your heartbreakingly lovely-sounding trip to the Aegean.

It must be August.

(enjoy, love. Bring back pictures.)

[fi.livejournal.com]

Καλό ταζήδι!

[fi.livejournal.com]

Ι meant ταξήδι. Aaargh.

[nicnac.livejournal.com]

Have fun!