A day like I haven’t had in a while.
Going to country number 87 with my girls.
To where? Oh, Norway.
This has to be one the cultural epicenter of the world.
A strange introduction to Berlin.
Duisburg, I believe, could be called normal Germany — and that’s what makes it a good stop.
My impression when I look out at Germany.
Yes, still washing clothes by hand.
Coming into German, I get what I expected.
Brussels is rough, well-worn, and integral world city, which is exactly what I’m looking for in a place.
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Day three of dadding. I got this shit.
Yeah, I can do this.
… and what isn’t.
It was a close one but I’m very pleased that I ended up here.
The average Sunday in Prague.
You go to Prague you go to …