Welcome to European Tribune. It's gone a bit quiet around here these days, but it's still going.
I've always enjoyed Hamburg - a feeling of down-to-earthness.

Perhaps the wierdest night of my life began at the Atlantic Hotel. It involved Baroness Stups von Mechow, Santana and a B-List West German actress in hotpants, whose name I do not recall.

It later involved a chateau surrounded by goats, and the last thing I recall (after the soundman rolled a giant spliff) was the director of the movie standing in what appeared to be a cuckoo-clock, expounding on existentialism, surrounded by naked ladies.

Fortunately that was a long time ago: the Baroness is probably a CDP king-maker now....

You can't be me, I'm taken

by Sven Triloqvist on Fri Feb 22nd, 2008 at 01:34:51 PM EST

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