Author Archives: Stoo

I feed my pain with more Curry-wurst and sit around the hostel lobby with no agenda and no mates.  At around midnight the attendant tells me they’re closing and you can’t sit in the place from half twelve until seven am.  This is nonsense, as only the other day I was still tapping on the …

I was so wrapped up in my Berlin euphoria and new found sense of life that I forgot to mention I went out last night and sought out an open mike night.  Here I found just the sort of people I’ve been talking about playing music and partying hard until the last person leaves the bar.  Even …

In spite of the sun shining and a new direction having presented itself, I can’t help but feel upset this morning.  I’ve managed to get up reasonably early by my standards, and packing the new camera I make my way into the city.  I don’t quite know what’s eating me, but I feel like I’m …

Today is another write off.  It’s all about nursing myself back to health and trying to remember what the hell happened these past few days.  I do know that I’ve got some new friends on facebook though, and I’ve managed to locate a decent Curry-wurst place which is keeping me alive.  I’ve also come up …

So remember me telling you I woke up in a chair by a river?  Well that was around 8 o clock tonight.  Suffice to say that I spent most of my time asleep, in the back of a taxi, or passed out fully clothed in my kilt at the hostel.  Productivity at its very best.

It has been decided that it’s probably for the best that I don’t attend the wedding.  It would be just a little too odd.  As such following a new hairdo finally, Katty and myself part ways.  I have had a great time over the past week and I would dearly have loved to attend the …

Today feels a bit heavy, for more than one reason.  I can’t shake the awkwardness I’m feeling, the sky’s over Berlin are grey and rainy, and we’re visiting the Jewish holocaust memorial.  It all comes together to make Stuart an unhappy boy. I’m not going to labour the point about how emotional the museum is; you’ve heard …

I find myself in the bizarre situation of meeting the family of a girl I’ve known for a grand total of around ten days. This should be a laugh a minute. Touch down in Berlin after the usual slog of three different airports and two flights.  I hate the fact I have to put my life on …