Reading the Signals

A few hours ago I got back from a couple of days in my second favorite North American city: Vancouver, British Columbia. One day I’ll maybe write up a proper recap of one of my adventures to the City of Glass, but not now.

I just saw Rush, likely for the last time. Continue reading

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What the hell, Zürich?

Zürich has always been on my list. It held a place in my imagination as a pleasant, peaceful, chocolate drenched town of high-end watches, anonymous banking, amazing sausages, and cute girls selling me throat lozenges from atop a mountain while men in lederhosen blew into big horns. A goat is somewhere nearby. Add Babymetal and it’s the stuff of dreams! Continue reading