I'm off for an afternoon snooze before sound check.
After barely an hour of sleep in Trondheim I started my 24-hour journey to South Africa via Amsterdam and Abu Dhabi.I was allowed a couple of hours in the hotel room on Wednesday morning before starting the day's promotion.Once the promotion was over the band and crew were taken to "Tribes one of South Africa's finest restaurants, to enjoy where prostitution is legal in europe a welcome dinner from our promoter, Frans Swart of Lefra Music Productions.Unfortunately, and quite predictably, not all luggage arrived in South Africa and some is still missing and unaccounted for.More about this later.
Finally we did arrive and had no chance to play with the sound before going onstage.
Due to a computer failure at Trondheim Airport all luggage was manually tagged all the way to our final destination.
I have to say it goes down very well here.
It's a frantic pace at this end of the tour, but it quietens down tomorrow after the gig in Port Elizabeth.
However, whilst loading and unloading the vehicle, Mike's carry-on bag was stolen (not an unusual event here in South Africa) and he lost his passport in the process.
Our own arrival in Namibia was marred by the fact that the visas hadn't been properly authorised and we were forced to sit in the airport for three and a half hours while the details were settled.Another short night preceded our morning flight to Cape Town where we are at the moment, having done another radio interview and a book signing on our way to the hotel.Hopefully they won't have to wait so long for our next appearance.Since arriving in South Africa my feet have barely touched the ground - hence the late blogging.When we did hit the stage there was a crowd of 8,000 people waiting for us in Halge Geingob National Rugby Stadium, and their voices sounded massive as they joined in with the singing.
After several power failures and the need to leave the stage we returned to a modified power set-up that didn't fail and played a short set of ballads before launching into the rocky stuff.