Come fly with me…

Day 1 (nearly) Buenos Aires (nearly)

Hours spent in air to get here…immeasurable at present without direct airhostess contact but allegedly 15 hours.
Hours of life magically lost in translation… due to be 4 hours.
Unexplained boxes of tampons found on plane seat…0
Moments of unadulterated joy after finding film eclipsed only in its brilliance by the sun…1

We meet again. I am on a plane bound for Buenos Aires and this IS the first chance I’ve had to write a single english word since Moscow.

Before we get down to any of that Moscow chat it’s important that I tell you about THE film so resplendent in its wonder that I am toying with ways to sustain a head injury so I can block it out and watch it all over again.

You will forgive me for this tangent after following my instructions to sell whatever you have to to buy a ticket to see/ copy of ‘Knocked Up.’ It is a fat kid sized slice of heaven. Forget all else. Forget work. DON’T GO TO WORK. Watch Knocked Up. Now, if not sooner. I have never been so indebted to in-flight entertainment. I realise this exuberance may be a result of high altitude and sleep deprivation but my instincts tell me no.

Rambling asidem let’s take a personal moment. I have left London for good. Very tricky that one. After being busy 24/7 in selection week then being tossed ruthlessly into training, media training, Smirnoff training, other words involving training and so on THEN going to Moscow, this is the first chance I’ve had to reflect. I’m not ashamed to say that in the cold light of the morning after my leaving party the prospect of being away from my delightful friends and family was in no way pleasing. Globetrotting or nay. Since then I have cried shamelessly in taxis, on tubes and once in the street after a homeless man played a particularly sad melody on a rusty flute. Am emotional wreck.

Quivering emotional status aside I have to tell you at least something about Moscow. Since my last twitterings we had to do some interviews and have pictures taken and such. I built my first official human pyramid at a press conference which was a high point as they don’t usually get capured in a media capacity. After that I went to Red Square with FHM to kick off our partnership with them and did a lot of leaping around on request.

MORE TO FOLLOW ON RUSSIA… ANIA DRAGGING ME OFF TO FILM…