So it begins! Follow our progress via the mind of Synth Extraordinaire Jimeney Sloots.

Dear diary,

Today was an early start, Pete not making it any easier. He called me a moron and I felt sad, even though he gave me his mayonnaise for my chips. Yesterday we went fore to Wiesbaden. It was neither white nor a bath. The crowd was good though and we drank apple wine, YUMMY! The wind was cold, it reminded me of my hometown Chown. It rustled my Irish jimmies. Well, we’re arriving in Stuttgart now so I’ll love you and leave you.

Over and out,

Jimenez Sleuts