Walked into a bar called Misery looking for weed.  Got denied.  Ordered beer and walked around corner of basement to area with one other soul: a young, green-eyed Russian lad who engaged with me in conversation...without knowing a word of English.  Or I Russian.

Google translate duel-microphone to the rescue...

In Dresden I stumble upon a very tall, very ginger, very handsome drummer/tattoo artist who was cleaning at the Lolli's Homestay in Neustadt.  He reminded me of one of my best mates back home, Jarrod 'Bigbird' Hill...one of those weird connections.  

I sit down in DRESDEN at Lollis Homestay with Sam from Chile and eventually Marco from Argentina and we talk about language, music and la revolucion de Santiago!

She was packing in the dark hours of the morning and woke me up, so I started a conversation, naturally.  Next morning, I try and pry through the mystery that lies behind Anna, Enigmatic Blondie from Mother Russia...