Today is a good day for a journal post. I arrived in Mallorca this morning, having finished off a rather raucous weekend at Barcelona's Primavera Sound. The options for getting to Mallorca were either swim, fly, or I guess there is a boat or something.
I decided to fly since it was pretty inexpensive. My knowledge of Norwegian Airlines is pretty non-existent to be honest, but it cost the least. Which means straight off the bat I didn't trust them.
As per usual, I entered the plane, sat down, and immediately fell asleep. All was going swimmingly until I woke up to the tingling sensation that we were on our way down, meaning we were all going to die. What I hadn't realized was that the flight was only half an hour long and we were just landing.
How is this relevant to Lady HD and their "Inca Queen?" Well, as a matter of fact this song almost fulfilled the answer to my lifelong question of "What song am I going to die to?"