From Writhe’s journal: I get back to the hostel at 6am and am woken at 11 by the sounds of saws and jackhammers. I stay in bed until about 1pm. I visit some music stores this day and not much[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
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#375 – Scuttlebutt
#374 – S.O.S.
Try to find these people: (Hint: Some of the figures fit more than one description) To see a larger version of the image CLICK HERE. Belly Dancer, Biker, Blozo the Clown, Corp Goth, Cyber Goth, Drag Queen, Elvira, Famous Person,[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
#373 – Late Again
From Writhe’s journal: Took Sweden’s fastest train to Stockholm. I was worried I wouldn’t get on because I might have needed a reservation. I paid for ticket when I got to the train station and they didn’t even come by[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
#370 – As Cold As Ice
From Writhe’s journal: There was absolutely fantastic scenery on the way here. I think all my pictures are going to turn out blurry because the train was going pretty fast. It was really hot in the train section because this[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
#367 – Rich
From Writhe’s journal: I go with B (the Canadian jerk) to the hostel via a very large, 20,000-Leagues-Under-the-Sea-looking S-bahn. Another crazy place. Stairs up and down and passageways and doors. Eight squeaky beds and a TV near the ceiling. Met[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
#366 – The Ring
From Writhe’s journal: The organ concert turned out to be more of a service. This Baroque church has three organs and one of them is immense yet not as impressive as in some off the gothic churches where they loom[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
#356 – Amusement Park
From Writhe’s journal: I’m on a train to Köln. I had to get out of Berlin… I didn’t want to waste any more time there. I hung around for another day or two after seeing Anke, but she hasn’t returned[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
#355 – Misery Loves Company
From Writhe’s journal: I hung out at the hostel today, mostly sleeping and eating and sleeping again. The nightlife here in Berlin is going to kill me, but I love it. I went to another club tonight to see some[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…
#354 – Thermometer
From Writhe’s journal: The two of us hopped in a cab after saying tchuss to her friends at the club. The rain had let up a little bit. Anke and I sat in the back seat huddled together for warmth[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…