June 17 I boarded my train to Munich, sharing a couchette compartment with three friendly Dutchmen, from who I learned that Dutch sounds like a drunk Englishman attempting German – which I can well believe. Although in a jovial mood they weren’t too late getting to bed, although the attendant did inform me that he…
Cologne: a metalhead’s (very) brief guide
The first bar I went to was FREIDA bar. I picked up the heavy vibe as soon as I went in, and they had plenty of outdoor seating for me to have a cool glass of Jever Pilsner, just what was needed since the mercury seldom dropped below 30 during my trip. I would happily…
The beginning…
I have wanted to travel across Europe, working my way from city to city since I graduated from uni. After the pandemic had shurnk everyone’s world for the past two years, I decided to make the most of the ending of restrictions and go and do that trip, taking in two European metal festivals: Kilkim Žaibu in…