I am writing these words from my hotel in Melbourne while eating fish and chips from room service and drinking a wine that has a classic old Formula One team name to it: Tyrrell’s Wines. I’m feeling a little bit down because I learned shortly before arriving here that the cool open mic at the Softbelly bar on Little Bourke Street that I attended last year on the Wednesday evening has been canceled tonight because of the standup comedy festival this week. On the other hand, the complete trip from Paris – via Malaysia – consisted of 25 hours of travel time, and four hours sleep. So I can probably consider myself lucky that I was not tempted to run out to the Softbelly tonight, after all. Onward tomorrow to some new adventure – perhaps the Spleen Bar open mic on Bourke Street (not Little Bourke) where I also played last year….