no dving pease

Photo was taken at Hotel Forum's toilet.

We barely slept. I can list the various places we took a nap at starting with my beloved, abandoned Hotel Forum with 8 degrees during the night. Luckily we managed to kept ourselves warm and fuzzy.. and Rich's concert was one of the greatest experiences, not to mention how nice he is in person. Museum of Engineering wasn't as much comfortable as Cinema Kijow with its leather sofas, although the Manghha Centrum showed us the new, hot side of Japan.

My english abilities grew from babbling idiot to sophisticated british, even when my brain almost fried itself after talking for 6 hours straight with my newish friend from Toronto. The other day, after half and hour intense convo about peanut butter (yep, don't know why but I always put myself in the middle of discussion about peanut butter) with nicolas jaar's producer, he asked me if I study english. I can take it as a compliment I suppose. He also asked if I maybe have a toothpaste. Sorry, not really.

All September slipped through my fingers. Music, drinking, music, music. Hectic preparations, events, and later with post festival depression. Still healing. Last two months destroyed me, physically and mentally. Plus.. 5700km? No biggie.

Now I can try to come back to the world of living, even it's only for a week, so I'll be able to discover another adventure, 1700km trip, fully regenerated. One week to go..

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Take my mind
And take my pain
Like an empty bottle takes the rain
And heal, heal, heal, heal

And take my past
And take my sense
Like an empty sail takes the wind
And heal, heal, heal, heal

And tell me somethings last,
And tell me somethings last.