He could no longer quench the flame in his blood. He felt his cheeks aflame and his throat throbbing with song. There was a lust of wandering in his feet that burned to set out for the ends of the earth. On! On! his heart seemed to cry. Evening would deepen above the sea, night fall upon the plains, dawn glimmer before the wanderer and show him strange fields and hills and faces.
- James Joyce
Today Germany is pretty cold and cloudy and soon I will be above the clouds. Tokyo was hit by a typhoon just yesterday and the day before. I will not say that I will miss you Germany but certainly I will also not say that I will not. One month Japan, one week Tokyo and my sister's wedding in Kyoto. Here I come!
Enjoy! Is that all of your baggage? Impressive!
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