…as in “someone who is handed a magnificent guitar and butchers the task of playing it.” As explained in an in-flight mag article on Fender. SHINY!! After packing and re-packing 6732 times, I was still over weight…I blame the armor!! But I can leave my cats behind but NOT Halloween! But a moment about the furry beasts, Lika is dramatically traumatized by my leaving. It started with her puking on my pillow to wake me up yesterday and continued all morning today with dry heaves. Poor kitty…she must get that behavior from her previous owner. No, really. Shadow, on the other hand just kept giving me his GTFO look. So enough catness…the main priority is figuring out if I can log-on to HBOGO so I can watch the finale of True Blood!!

Welcome to the Metric!!! (London – Heathrow 8/27…stupid o’clock AM…in CA)
There’s nothing like making a left turn into “oncoming traffic” at 5a PS3T PRE-caffeine! Oh…yeah…it’s London… Nothing has been more glorious than that gleaming green and white circle hovering high above crowds! I think I just paid $80 for my mocha and h2o but at this moment it is TOTALLY worth it! I can’t connect to the Internet. It’s a flash site on my iPad and my phone keeps force closing. I am completely disconnected. I feel so alone .

I FINALLY saw The Avengers on the plane. I want to hang out with Joss Whedon. I can imagine it was even better on a screen larger than 5×7! Too much fun was had by writing RDJ’s lines!

Ain’t much of a dif-fer-ence…between a bridge and a WALL! (19:45 Berlin)
There was a welcoming committee! Danila, his g/f and 2 students in the group. AND all my luggage arrived! That is always a miracle. 1st stamp in my new passport aaaaaaand you can’t read the country. Our apartment is really nice! 3 rooms, sleeps 7 comfortably, gorgeous built ins, a nice little kitchen and 1 bathroom! We grabbed some food for me, got a weekly metro pass and headed to a pub where Amanda’s friends were. Small, cute place with decent house brew and a music trivia contest happening. It was full of groups playing the game but the questions were exceptionally random! If the Beatles are John, Paul, George and Ringo…who are Robert, Jimmy, X & Y? A slew of Pink Floyd questions. Then suddenly we’d all hit the wall and we headed home.

The next morning…
Ugh! My ears are leaking…it’s bright out. I kept having dreams about forgetting my sewing machine…