To continue the story: when I finally got to Newcastle, without my luggage and after a very long flight, I checked into the hotel and tried to get some sleep. After a long time and with the help of ear plugs and a sleeping mask, I finally managed to doze off. i dreamt that I was lost in a rainstorm and woke up to find the bed (and my KLM t-shirt) soaking wet and the hotel fire alarm ringing. Somehow the alarm system had been triggered and the water sprinklers went off in every room. not the best introduction to Newcastle but everything got better after that and by the time I left, I had really come to like the city. Great music culture! Where is the shirt now?

by Beate Becker (anonymous) on 27 September 2008, 03:33