Wishfull thinking

After spending 3 hours on the runway at JFK we finally got off the ground. We were on the runway for so long that the pilot had to refuel the aircraft before we left for LHR. The typical nightmare. Only worse. After navigating the mess that calls itself Heathrow airport we miss our connection but luckily are quickly re booked on a flight to DUS from LHR. We eventually find ourselves in Germany. If only our luggage was so lucky. Nothing like getting off a plane and checking into your hotel with no change of clothes. I took the hotel up on its offer of a complimentary toothbrush and toothpaste. A shame they don't have complimentary Dickies t-shirts. In a few hours we will leave the hotel for a show. Opening for Pearl Jam at a local arena. I would be more excited if I wasn't wearing the same clothes I was wearing when I left NY. Washing underwear in the sink is not my idea of fun. And if someone has a cure for the feeling of a hatchet splitting my skull into 3 then please let me know. It would be most appreciated.