My daughter and her friend wanted to see Audrey Hobert. I had a car.
Pop show in Cologne. Live Music Hall, which usually means a very different crowd. A punk bar’s right next door.
But this time: glitter, tiaras, screaming teens. Like showing up to the wrong party. 🤪
VIP ticket meant early entry, Q&A, autograph, photo. And more time in that crowd.
Third row after that. Didn’t matter much either way. 45 minutes. Lights out. No goodbye. 😳
They loved it. Five hours. Time well spent.
