Travel Journalism

I'm in Pirrth! Up here tae see Steve Errrul! The weather is gey close. I've been having to drink plenty since I arrived. This looked like a decent boozer for a drink after the show. And so it proved to be.
And the man was immense as ever. Copperhead Road! Galway Girl! I could go on but I'm flaked out on this hotel bed. And it's so humid it's like being in Manilla. I may be dehydrated by the morning. Like an old raisin. Or prune. But that's juicier. Actually, I'm starving. I've eaten the free biscuits. When's breakfast served?