One of the coolest things about travelling is the fact that when you get on a plane, you always get to see a bit of sunshine regardless of how shitty the weather is down on the ground. Otherwise it’s yet another commute with the final destination having more swag than the daily place.
Recently my decisions to go to London have been on impulse rather than a thought and planned through. I’ve always found myself a good excuse for which I absolutely need to be there for. For three times now it’s been Hospitality. And this time it’s going back to my beloved Matter nightclub. How on earth could I miss that?! Nope, can’t. So I took Lenno along, and so we’re roaming what started out as a weekend and ended up as almost a week in London. I has a happy.