While waiting for a tram, we saw a streteched Mercedes limo-cab, and decided on a whim to see if he was on the meter. He said he was, and we hired him for shits and giggles and had him take us to the train station. If we'd hired him a day later, we'd have been treated to a Playstaion and a DVD player.
Greg and Emily quite comfy on the way there.
(I know, I know, these are great pictures aren't they?) Greg enjoys the show
Hey look! It's me!
Everyone's favourite lead singer, Godron Downie... I think I got pelted with his sweat that night...
A really blurry shot of The Hip's guitarist (who's name escapes me... hangs head) You can *barely* see the Jets hat in the forground.
Emily (US) and myself afterwards on the way home. I'm sleepy...
Night Night...