Arriba Doytch

No huge postulates yet, although the warmth is here in the first hours of Berlintime, the beer fortunately is not, and a few cold gold gems go down with breakfast with my friend, Mr. Lanz. A few quality strolls thereafter and I'm right pooped-- likewise fortuitous is a bed awaiting and a good afternoon bout of wood sawing snores. And now, still woggy from the lag ( but refreshed no less-- a scrubdown helped ), I'm off to find Daniel and Rashad for some outdoor concert. We will test the sleepy seeds; I know I'll be requiring a solid 12 snoozes in order to cycle thru the six hour fast forward. More then! Hasta!


(eyes used for tooth support)