We’d just come from a fabulous dinner and we’re walking the downtown core of Pittsburgh when I noticed the 70s car on the side of the road. Then a girl ushered us across the street and told us to keep our distance. Someone muttered the name Ewan McGregor and we saw the whole street had been blocked off and Pittsburgh was posing for New York City as all the cars had NYC plates.
I’ve been a fan of a Mr. M since his Trainspotting days. So when a huge shiny black Escalade pulled up and deposited him outside a building I couldn’t believe how tall and lanky he was and in the night light all we could make out was his grey suit and long feathery hair. It was so much fun.