2010
When I left Germany I lived in an apartment for close to 6 years. When I returned I slept in a house I had never been in before. Hugh gave me a ride to the airport and as usual there was mad traffic going through queens.I am pissed because I went for some Mexican at Pequena before I left and left my European change holder on the counter. The Flight was empty and I needed sleep.I needed to catch up on sleep. I had been up for days attending to family matters. Luckily I got one of those middle seats and spread out and slept. I was woken up once to eat and ate like a junky. I barely remeber the meal. I got to amsterdam. Made a few phone calls and realized I was hungry. I wanted to be cheap and got a slice of pizza. Some hispanic dude wearing lots of gold necklaces served it to me. the next flight was uneventfull.When I got to Munich it was mad stormy with snow. The platform was like a blizzard. I asked some German lady to help me load a phone card so I could make some calls and i realized I was back in Europe because asking a stranger in Europe for anything automatically gets a response like you about to mug them.
The first dude I asked was italian and only spoke italian. random thoughts this week
808 State, Mbuto seso Seko, Paint stripper,the colonial dinner in fords NJ