Okey, this will be my last blog this week, cos I’m bound for Prague! A week­end away from all the tedium here in Munich (ignore my last few blogs, I assure we weren’t hav­ing any form of fun…) and bet­ter yet, some­thing to recharge my bat­ter­ies, which truly needs a bit of a leg up, if you know what I mean. Note the hor­ri­ble qual­ity of my sen­tences lately. I need help.

Sigh.

On a not-so-keen note, Mr. Boniz­zoni, who went through a lot of trou­ble to get us there, will not be able to fol­low us. This is thanks to the mali­cious peo­ple at UPS who live to deliver noth­ing to you, noth­ing but utter derange­ment (see Blue Mike and his Christ­mas gift he got in Feb­ru­ary). Here’s some­thing from Marco himself:

What else should I say? I sup­pose I’ll com­mit myself to work­ing dur­ing the week­end, or I’ll even­tu­ally buy the so-much longed-for sniper rifle and shoot peo­ple in the knees with chili pep­per bul­lets from my room in StuSta.

Good luck, StuSta vil­lagers. You’ll need it.