The Right Choice?

I decided to turn down other contracts to stay at Virgin until Christmas. I was rewarded by having my seat moved away from my friends, to a random bench somewhere. Lesson learned.

I did have moose steak last night, though. So you take the good with the bad.

It Finally Happened

I found a grey hair last week. I guess it's all downhill from here.

The other week was Eurogamer again. I went a few years ago, and it was a real childhood dream come true. This year, I decided to hammer home the point that I had accomplished this dream, by getting a four day, all-access pass. This was because Virgin was the chief sponsor. Which means I got to jump all of the lines. And play the new Mortal Kombat before it came out. Another one ticked off the list.

Adventures In Nice

What the drive from the airport to the hotel reminded me of most, was traveling to Miami in the 80s when I was very young, and everything still seemed so exotic and new.

The hotel was right opposite where they filmed the opening car chase in The Transporter, and I also found the café where the shootout took place in Ronin. All very cool. The city itself is far more laidback then I was expecting. I thought it would be like South Beach, where you can't turn around without seeing a limited edition Lamborghini or a fashion model. It was all very calm and reserved. Probably because most of the tourists were retired people, but still. It beats having a bunch of kids running around ruining all the fun. On my last night there, I got friendly with several girls in a bar who then invited me back to their private villa. At one or two points I actually thought to myself "I'm not sure this is real" which is exactly what you're supposed to be thinking on holiday.

I also thought the Ferrari with the Monaco number plate impressed me far more than it probably should have!