It’s Epiphany — the day Jesus got gifts of gold, frankincense and myrrh. It’s also the day I had a mysterious foreign charge on my bank account and had to get a new debit card. Apparently someone in Australia or Austria wanted to go see a movie on me. I’m ok with buying a movie ticket for an overseas “friend,” but my bank didn’t think the charges would end with one movie ticket. You know the drill — first stop, movie theatre; next stop, BMW dealership.
I’m pretty thankful my bank prevented additional charges on my account. This means I’ll have funds to follow my favorite meat on tour.
I assume some sort of appetizer will be opening for this tour.