(Insert your own mantra here)
Even as things were very much "in flux" everywhere, they all found themselves in their right places. A few victims along the way; a coffee stain on a tablecloth, a lost ticket to Documenta to name a few, but my 2 night stay in Kassel was filled with inspiration and joy. I timed my arrival at the opening day of the bi-decadal art festival that turns this mid-sized Hessen city into an international destination. The first time spotting fellow Japanese tourists. I can spot them by the clothing, especially the artsy type from big cities that would travel half the world for something like this. We should have met earlier ;) A quick stroll throughout 4 exhibits turned into a walking master class of contemporary art, thanks to Lian and Emanuel who have seen and done more than my tiny noggin could immediately absorb. The only things I could come to an informed agreement with them were how visitor-unfriendly the "information map" was, and that we are living in a very sensitive, easily irritable and highly reactive society.
Current alcoholic level = German. Ended up passing out till about noon both mornings, missed my ICE ¯\_(ツ)_/¯ At least no hungover like that day in Berlin. Whiskey, like an old friend, had joined the trip. and it had to be Laphroig. That smoky, violent but gentle aroma, much like that of an aging father. Mine was a coffee-and-cigarette kind of a man, but he would've been a scotch guy if he was born elsewhere with more alcohol-torelant gene I'm sure. More about that guy later.
I made a lot of dues
had plenty to lose
travelling across the land
Worked on a farm,
got some muscle in my arms
but still I'm not a self-made man
I feel the run for many years to come
I'll be searching door to door
And given some time
some day I'm gonna find
the freedom (freedom, freedom) I've been searching for
Here's the last stop in Germany for this train. #Tschuss