Christina's UK Tour: Back To London...And Exhausted

AH, I LOVE TRAVELLING! Jet-setting around Europe! Flitting between fabulous cities like Edinbugh, Hamburg & Copenhagen! Is there anything more glori...ozzzzzzzzzz...

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Please excuse me. I'm afraid I fell asleep on my laptop. And maybe, possibly, also into my breakfast porridge.

Let me see if I can remember. I went from New York to Dublin to Aberdeen to Dundee to Edinburgh to Frankfurt to Hamburg to Copenhagen to London - and somewhere in there I performed with Kerry Ellis and Adam Garcia and I met Susan Boyle!

I do love travelling but right now I am beyond tired and this exhaustion is really cramping my enthusiastically Anglophilian style.

It's not just the changes in time zone, it's all that comes with it. I'm aware that you all know me as the feisty, hard as nails New Yorker who could take on Jason Statham in a fight for the last seat on the tube (this is how I see myself in my mind. If you think otherwise, please keep it to yourself and let me live with this illusion a while longer).

However, the truth is that I am only human and the constant switching of locations, cuisines, hotels and water pressure can take its toll. For example, earlier today at the Copenhagen airport, I saw a young girl in full 'Dorothy' regalia and I did NOT ask her if she was a good witch or a bad witch, as Kristin Chenoweth.

What is happening to me?!?!!?

I confess that the thought of doing seven performances of 'Party Of One' at The Hippodrome now seems a little daunting! Can I possibly keep the party going for that long? Can I do so without my hair permanently frizzing in the London fog? Will I be able to repeatedly tolerate the youthful enthusiasm, talent and snark of Joe Louis Robinson? Is it possible that the frequent use of the many voices in my head cause them to take me over completely?

Perhaps it's fitting that I returned to London on Star Wars Day. Anyone who follows me on Twitter or Instagram knows that not only am I a Star Wars fan, but I'm also an Eddie Izzard fan...and I also have a dog named Jeff. I could make every Jeff Vader reference possible but in this situation, there really is only one thing to say about my next few weeks in London.

May The 4th Be With Me! (and hopefully, I'll encounter only dry serving trays)

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