ryman

At the moment, I'm beginning to understand just how "special" my dancing is. They loved it in Germany, apparently, and I wasn't even drunk.
Maybe I could take it on tour?
I had the best time. It felt too normal and nothing like a holiday, really. Munich has got that same cosy-verging-on-claustrophobic atmosphere that Edinburgh has, and that same disarming habit of catching you unawares with just how beautiful it can be. You turn the corner and it hits you again, and again...
xxx