Satellite of love

by Lou Reed

The glorious morning transformed into a lousy, wet and windy day. My flu has not become any better, but I reckoned that I still need to do Brussels as a very good and old friend is retiring and he is chairing a meeting for the last time on Thursday. So armed with nasal spray, a capsule of Duact, and earplugs I flew to Brussels without any major problems (well my left ear is still "locked" and I can not hear properly with it).