Welcome to Germany, Herr Broombaugh!

So. Boombox is arriving in Erfurt on Thursday. We are going to go to Berlin and stay with Alena, which means we'll be dancing the $%@*! out of that town come weekend.

Suggestions?? 

This causes me to reflect upon previous days and nights of greatness, when all one needed was Simpler Times and a cool ocean breeze...

The good ol' days: Heather, Boombie 'n' me.

Crashing an Animal Collective concert in the wilderness.

Using Michael's jacket as a nose-warmer.

Up to no good: Cruisin' for a bruisin' in Morro Bay. 

 Weather warm, pool glacial: What to do?

Like moths to the flame: A lamp shop near the beach. 

A strangely eerie sight.

A road trip too long: One too many of everything. 

Ready to go home.

This has been, of course, just a foretaste of the adventure which begins this Thursday. Needless to say, ich bin gespannt.