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P.S. First five people to comment below confirming they've done so will receive a free lock of my hair. Postage not included.

P.P.S. Might I recommend the armpit variety of said hair? I've been growing it in anticipation for some months. It's almost to that stage where I could body double for Whoopi Goldburg. Or Julia Roberts. Or Nena, apparently.

99 Luftballons

Tomorrow, I meet Spain. I'm staying in Santander, right by the beach. We'll only have a short time to get acquainted though, just three or four days, before I fly off to say a big 'Hallo!' to Germany. A week in Frankfurt followed by a week and a bit in Berlin. If any of you lovely folks have any recommendations of things to see or places to go that you'd like to share, or know of any cool (non-techno) nights, leave a comment or send me an email. I do love a good email.

So, there we have it, unless I come across the internet for more than a fleeting minute here and there during our adventures, I won't post until we get back. Tschuss!

Nena

P.S. If I come back with a perm, you know who to blame. More likely however, is that I'll just overdose on '80s clothes. In the words of badmongo0 (a commenter on the 99 Luftballons video on Youtube), "The '80s were the shit." Well said, badmongoo, well said.