After 2 1/2 weeks in Germany I am now back in Dublin for the last stretch.

The pocket knife that Laurence gave me a while ago gave me some difficulties at the airport… (I left it in my backpack. Oups. And no one said anything on my way to Hamburg). The guy at the security check gave me some options and I thought that checking in my luggage might be the best. When I found out how much they wanted to charge I went back through the security check FAR FAR AWAY from the guy that would recognize me. This other guy also found the pocket knife but let me get away with a warning. Phew.

I had a fantastic time in Germany. I ate enough cake for the next year, because everyone wanted to take care of me. Karin made this pirate cake: