Berlin part drei - T minus 10 I can�t really place why, but I was so tired this morning. I slept through everything. The train. The Moulin Rouge soundtrack I heard playing at one point outside my door. The rain. The thunder. The morning. I just slept. I don�t know why I was so tired. Cool conversations last night with Marie-Anne, from Quebec City, Quebec, and this guy from Hong Kong. Yes, he told me his name, but after the third time asking him to repeat it, I just nodded and said `Oh...� Chinese is going to be insanely difficult next year. I think his name had a Koi in it somewhere... One of the guys that runs the hostel, Martin, is a funky Australian guy with dreads. His day job is as an experimental DJ. He makes what he calls �Limited� or �Fractional� techno music. It is the easily the weirdest assortment of sounds I�ve ever heard. He makes the point that it can be really powerful on a big system with a lot of people around. While I�m sure that�s true, it still doesn�t quite jive with me. Chaq�un a son gout, I guess. He�s apparently pretty popular, though. One of the Irish guys standing at the counter while we were talking music said, after Martin had walked away, �That guy is a genius, man...� Then he walked away, too. The jury is still out. Off to Munich tomorrow. Psyched. Probably staying at least one night in a hostel, after that we�ll see. After Munich it�s beautiful budapest for a few days, which I know nothing about, by the way, then Paris! And, for the record, if I don�t write you an email, but I write an update here, don�t take it personally, that�s sort of the idea of this site is that it�s easier to update this one page than it is to write emails to the 50 odd people that are actively interested in my trip. A postcard... now that�s personal... :D Much love everybody.