Danke

I am in Germany in a town we blew the beejesus out of in WWII. They actually sell placemats with colorful happy maps on one side and BW pix of razed buildings on the other. Earlier my cousin and I went on a pilgramage and walked under the bones of the magi.

I have not slept yet. When we flew over Ireland we crossed from the darkside of the earth to the light. It was stunningly beautiful. It was like God. Of course I also went to a convenience store and got many weird snacky things. Like a bagof something licorice with a Turkish guy breathing fire on the front and the words "extra stark."