Back in Bucharest after a rather surreal flight that we shared with the entire Romania Eurovision band and entourage. Edward made friends with the guitarist's daughter, and the drummer kept needing to pick up the sippy cup he insisted on throwing onto the row behind him (Edward that is, not the drummer). The kids of the crew sang an a capella version of the song, and a documentary crew filmed it all. And then their press guy arranged for the band to give us a signed hat and CD. I mean, seriously, what can we say? An unexpected and truly fabulous end to an already brilliant weekend. Now to get my final bits ready for our 4-day school inspection that starts tomorrow...
Post-post-flight
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