My very good friend Shane performing at La Boule Noire in Paris on Sunday the 29th of September, 2019.
Day 13:
I woke up in the shipping container after a pretty sleepless and noisy night to the smell of 6 adult men sleeping on stained cardboard mattresses in a shipping container with the heater unknowingly on in summer, smelling of mould, sweat and farts.
I packed up my stuff pretty quickly and got the hell out of there.
We started driving and went to a patisserie and I spent my last 85 cents on a croissant and got back in the van.
Shortly after getting on the highway Marco pulled in to a petrol station where we saw a mum holding their child in the air in a sitting position without their pants on, shaking a poo out of the kid. It was really very disturbing and we decided to get fuel elsewhere.
We got fuel and continued on our way to Paris.
Marco drove around the Arc de Triomphe a few times while holding the horn down and we all giggled like school children.
We arrived early and the venue staff greeted us, were very nice to us and helped out with loading.
Everything set up quickly and Shane and I made Lachlan’s guitars stereo with his amp modeller.
After soundcheck we went for a walk through Paris and up to Sacré-Cœur before getting drenched.
We went and had dinner next to the venue which was a really nice wok fried vegetables and chicken.
We went back to the venue and sat around waiting for the show.
The show was great and the audience really loved it.
We packed everything down very quickly and loaded out upstairs and got in the van to drive off to our accomodation for the night an hour and a half out of Paris.