Blood hay fever. Sneeze, sneeze, wheep, wheep. Nice ride tho. I got to Dessau for the evening, and saw lots of Bauhaus stuff. Lots of clean lines and ordily living. However there is an element of Dessau that reminds me of Basingstoke as a kid, all that concrete I guess. The town was still dead after half 8ish. And a wander around the city showed that there are many apartment blocks, but very few apartments have their lights on. All very peaceful, dark and quiet. I end up contemplating what German people must do in the eveing. No one is out, and it would seem no one is home either. There must be something happening somewhere, a party of immense size, a gathering of disproportionate curiosity? I could not find an answer so went to bed. With my lights off. Perhaps that is where everyone is.
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