My brother had a spare ticket to go to a masquerade ball but it was on the Friday night and my flight was on Saturday morning very early, too early in fact for the tube. Flights all booked now, big weight off my shoulders, it was a very stressful time trying to sort out my journey back out again. The ball sounded fun, dressing up smartly, wearing a cape and a Venetian mask, with food and drink and naked girls strolling and laying around, what fun indeed, unfortunately I couldn't go. From what I was told, it was nothing spectacular, interesting, just a club with masks and naked women, and men I have to add just so the females don't get annoyed. Maybe I missed out, maybe not whatever, I wasn't able to go anyway, I had a long two day journey to look forward to... yippee!