I’ve been struggling pretty mightily with the jet lag, but apparently that is what is supposed to happen, and I’m not just completely inept at traveling efficiently.

I’ve been doing my fair share of walking around, eating a lot of the same foods. So far, it’s been burgers, currywurst, and falafel. I think a tremendous mistake I made as a young adult was not getting into falafel earlier, because my goodness, those things are just how you do it. I managed to snag myself a Snickers, because as anyone who is familiar with my Twitter feed will tell you, nary a day goes by without me either having one or craving publicly for one.

Some of the people that I’ve met at this hostel and I went out to this kind of bizarre punk bar last night.

They were playing a mixture of 70s and late 80s punk, which was kind of neat to hear, considering everything else music-wise around here is predominantly electro. The pool table had a pretty significant lean, as you’ll see in the photo above, where the majority of the balls are all on the same side. Supposedly there is a bar around here that doubles as a ping-pong club. I would make enemies there probably TOO quickly. The night got a bit weird when a couple of Swedish kids showed up. And when I say kids, I don’t mean my age. I mean, “what are you doing in a bar far away from home” kids. I went for the first hour saying I was from the UK, then switched seamlessly to a South African accent while interspersing a little bit of Spanish in there. I got on to doing a Forrest Gump impersonation, at which point I was declared some kind of hero in their country, because apparently that movie did very well there. After I rifled out a few “Lt. Dan’s!”, the roof was successfully blown off of the punk bar—people don’t go there anymore.

I had to take a photo of the sticker in the bathroom of the pride of the Bay Area ska scene—The Phenomenauts. Apparently they’ve gone global. And I’m attempting to get tickets to this:

Chances are, I’m not going to do anything tonight. The English guys wanted to sing songs on a bridge at 4:30am, which netted them maybe 2 Euros in about 5 minutes. Not bad. Apparently it’s a thing here.