Brussels Airlines B'there
On my very first InterRail trip I visited Monaco/Monte Carlo with my rag-tag bunch of travel companions. We ended up wandering aimlessly about the grounds of the Grimaldi palace and it was all profoundly depressing. Deciding to take solace in beer I left the rest of them to it and meandered down to the Casino area. I settled myself in at the Café de Paris, ordered a ludicrously expensive lager, and watched the bling drift by. As I drained the meagre glass and stubbed out my cigarette I promised myself when I returned I'd do it in style or not at all. So, here's the tale of a dream come true.
I was born under a Wandering Star was my favourite song when I was three. Nothing's changed.