We’ve one more to go today, our first Warrior from Georgia. I may not get my thoughts on it down until tomorrow though as we have plans to head to the Montenegrin party, which is promising ‘flying fingerfood’. How can you not be intrigued by that? Afterwards San Marino is promising free pizza. There’s Nordic party too but we’re not high enough up the pecking order to get into that until it’s opened to the hoi polloi at 11. Do they not know who we are? Do they not know that Måns Zelmerlöw showed me what he can do with some snus and a bottle of öl?
Monty x